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Crunch

I chewed the fries Morrison had made me, the characters on the screen starting to play a song about friendship.

“Hey Morri-”

Right, she. She left.

I tapped my feet together, looking down at the dress she had put on me as I reached the compiler. The material was kinda getting uncomfortable, so I should take it off soon.

I really didn’t like it when I didn’t get to cum, it always made everything kinda glib.

I dropped the plate into the decompiler, sighing. I definitely needed company, watching shows was boring without someone there. Even though Morrison could be a lot sometimes, she was nice...

...She’d been really nice, honestly.

After I had come to her about June getting domesticated, I was hoping she would take responsibility for not being there to hide us from the Affini.

She did, sorta?

She gave me a really awesome night, and I was happy to give her a good one back, but she had thrown a tantrum after I had told her that she was gonna get domesticated too.

I slumped back into the seat, closing my eyes for just a moment. Maybe I’d just take a little nap? I was pretty safe, and then maybe me and Chris could meet back up or something.

June and Morrison were gone now.

I wondered if maybe there was some way to save them, as I turned the lights off around the place. I looked back at the couch, wondering if I should just crash there.

But Morrison was gone now... so.

I walked to her bedroom, turning the handle to let it swing open.

A large bed sat in the middle of the room, a mug of hot chocolate kept at a specific temperature wafting its awesome smells. The bed was un-made, many of the blankets wrapped around into a kind of nest of sorts, a few books piled and ready to read.

I walked over, finding a pair of restraints, a dildo, and a bottle of lube as well. See, this is why more sophonts needed to listen to me, I knew she just kinda wanted to get a good railing.

I started tossing my clothes on the floor, feeling myself get hard as I saw my panties again. Wow, gosh i was such a pervert wearing womens' underwear.

Wait. Was I a woman?

I narrowed my eyes. Okay, the facts. April was a really cute name, and I did like the clothes... on the other hand Affini really seemed to like picking up terrans in cute outfits, so maybe that was out the window.

Maybe I could rock like, a biker look. Thick leather jacket and stuff, maybe a side-shave?

Well, if I was gonna be big and tough like that I’d need to prove it! Yeah!

I stood up in my panties, covering my bulge as I stared... out... the...

A sound rang out in the distance, an ear piercing roar rattling the entire house.

Maybe that could wait another day, the, the um. Being brave.

I curled up in Morisson’s bed, sleep trying to tug me down. I made sure to keep my feet under the covers so no monsters could get me.

As I began to drift off, a soft, wordless song filled the room. Little notes and hums embedded in a soft lyrical burrito of the twinkles of stars.

Oh!

Twinkle twinkle little star! I think I’d heard this somewhere? I leaned back in the bed, fidgeting with the various dials as it played.

There was something else in it though, another hum of another person that I didn’t recognize. Part of me wanted to find a way to turn it off, but it was really nice and now I was kinda tired.

I woke up some time later to the sound of the doorbell.

Fuck.

I scrambled out of bed, hearing the doorbell ring loud once more.

“Hello?~” Came a familiar weed’s voice. No! Nonononononno—

I ran over to the compiler, trying to find clothes. I needing clothing to make me feel strong, and tough, something that would intimidate the weed.

Brave! Be brave.

I compiled that leather jacket, and was in the middle of putting on some jeans when the door creaked open. The Affini I only knew as Wrilth stood in the doorway, his looming figure of branches and bark covering me in his big scary shadow.

“Why hello there little one! I was informed that you were staying here, and wanted to take you home. Little May’s going to be fairly preoccupied for a while, so I was—”

I knew it! They got her! So this was my final stand?! The last hope for Terra...........

I scowled dramatically, trying to calm my breathing as I grabbed the knife May had used to cut the really tasty fries.

Oh my stars, it was just in like all of those really cool shows! I-I would just have to play this well, awaken some hidden power in my body to—

“Wriillltthh...”

I heard something echo from behind me, turning my eyes back, then upwards to see where the voice came from.

What looked to be an amorphous blob of liquid glass was stuck to the ceiling, a ball of light morphing and deforming in its center. Two blips of light split off, molding the surface tension to expand into tendrils befitting what I had come to expect from a ‘normal Affini’.

Wrilth looked up at the creature with me, confusion on both of our faces.

“Oh. Sorry. We’ve never actually met, but I have been following little April’s digital footprint for quite some time! Vitrus Ternion, Fifth Bloom! No pronouns...”

Was it, smiling? I really couldn’t tell.

“...Yet.”

What the fuck did that mean?!

Wrilth spoke up, a bit of an upset note in his polytonals. “Well Vitrus I think you’ll find I was here first. I have a notice of intent on... April you said? Congratulations sweet thing!”

What?!?!?!

I glared at him, holding my knife up in self defense! “W-What do you mean you dropped a notice on me?!”

The ferrofluidic blob spiked outwards “Well I also dropped a notice on the small thing! Besides, I just knew I had to have her as soon as I saw her!”

They ignored me as they spoke, Wrilth cocking a mossy eyebrow. “And how long ago was that?”

Its light blinked, shifting to a bright orange shade that draped the dark room in gradients of sunsets. “Oh months, nigh an entire year of careful surveillance, quiet monitoring deep within simspace! I simply had to have them!”

I turned my knife back to Wrilth, who tapped his arm with his finger. “And in the physical world?”

The blob undulated, its core pulsing in a single concentrated scattering of light. “A few hours! But just look! I acquired one of them, they were together! I just have to have the full set.”

I saw it withdraw—

“JUNE!!!” I yelled out, June’s curled up form nuzzling into what must have been softened glass. Her eyes lazily opened, quietly waving.

“hiiii-- oohhhh...your like....... err.r... nooo..the registry saaayss...ummm..” Their thoughts seemed slow, Vitrus handing them a tablet, maneuvering to a page I couldn’t see.

“oohh...iit...aappprr...”

She narrowed her eyes.

“appprrirl!” She smiled, and the monstrously transparent Affini stroked along her head.

“Verrrry good June! Yes!! Though I want you to use your temporary interface next time alright? You did so so very good!!!”

June smiled like one of those absentminded pets, reaching up into her short hair to settle her fingers around a set of glasses. I watched as the glasses began to glow a soft blue shade, my former friend swinging her legs back and forth.

“Let her GO!!” I yelled, getting everyone’s attention dramatically.

The blob jiggled, its light blinking. “Are you sure? That seems rather cruel.”

I nodded!

“A trade then fierce warrior! That very dangerous weapon, for the little one here.” The monster shimmied June for emphasis.

“Fine! Just let her go!” I said, setting the knife on the table. The exchange occurred, June being set right back on the floor.

Awareness seemed to return to her eyes as her feet touched the ground, and within moments I could see tears forming.

“June!!! June I saved you I—”

She turned back around, looking up at the monstrous blob who quickly decompiled the knife, uncertainty in her eyes. “I..I— Er—”

She shook her head, turning around and running back into the clutches of the blob!!

“J-June what the hell?!?!”

She shook her head, as the monstrous creature stroked down her hair. “It seems she doesn’t wish to return to you! Ah well, what use was that knife anyways?”

“Y-You hypnoti-”

“Now! I believe I was collecting another piece of this wonderful, priceless set of dolls!~” It practically purred, the crystal droplets of its harmonic voice rattling across the floor.

It began to slither closer, and all I could do was hold my arms up in the super-karate stance I had seen one time on an ad.

Wrilth cleared his throat he definitely didn’t have, and the blob suddenly stopped. Wrilth’s trunk-like foot tapped the ground. “Ahem.”

The blob seemed to melt, its body shifting in place as it clutched June. “Oh come now Wrilth! Look at her! She’s practically begging to be mine!”

I threw my hands up! “I am not! I’m—” The monster clutched my mouth with its fluid glass, the odd material expanding behind my teeth like an inflated knot.

Its glass limbs wrapped around mine, and I watched in horror as it forced my hands to either side of my body, pinching my panties, flowing out a skirt that wasn’t there into a curtsy of my body.

“Please Mister Wrilth I want to be a doll for Magister Ternion!” The monster said, imitating my voice in a poor fashion.

I blushed so fucking red.

Wrilth looked awestruck by the show, glass tendrils melting down my body to grasp at my thighs and arms. I tried to thrash, but every time it did it felt like I was pushing against solid iron melted into place.

It puppeted my limbs, the red on my face growing deeper as it stripped my really cool leather jacket off. “Oh please Mister Wrilth I was made to be a doll! Look at me! I’m just a pretty pretty doll that loves being possessed and filled with definitely safe code!~”

I tried to shake my head, but I could feel the bulb in my mouth shift up and down, nodding my head for me.

Okay maybe being Wrilth’s dog girl or whatever wasn’t so bad.

“Mmmhhhhmmhh!!!” I tried to call out, more glass building up my thighs, encasing my lower half as it crept across my chest.

“Mmm..” He hummed, rubbing his facsimile chin as he thought about it. “That is very adorable, but I told my darling little Jay I would get her a playmate... she was so very excited.”

It continued to puppet my body, its voice reverberating from the glass. “I could just come visit Mister Wrilth! I would love to!!” It said for me, the voice overlapping words I was trying to even think of.

I saw June's body moving, the distinct staggering of a set of tendrils puppeting her forward. “Yes please Mister Wrilth! We’d love to have playdates!~” It imitated her voice just as poorly, only June didn’t seem to be afraid at all.

Wrilth tapped his chin. Nodding as he pulled out his tablet, handing it to the creature that was holding me and June hostage. It held up a glass vine, the light within splitting into three sprites that swirled around the main body.

“No need! I already have found your contact information, as well as your little Jay’s! I took the liberty of adding April and June to both of your contact lists as well.”

“I— So quickly—”

“Yes! No time like the present! Now while I am so very tempted to snatch the third of the set, I need to get these two cuties all settled first!”

I was undulated within her vines, as if it was trying to stim out its emotions as it flopped to the door, waving goodbye with two of its near-liquid vines. It squealed in excitement as it slid to the edge of the boardwalk. June’s mouth released quickly as its mass swirled in place, the star within the center flickering a shade of excited greens.

“Oh I am so very happy!!! Oh what to do, I had simulated so many possible scenarios, of all of them I was so very positive 12,587 was one of the less likely options, but here we are!” It hummed in pure, energetic joy. It was honestly a little cute the way it couldn’t calm down. It bounced and rolled, the fluid shape shifting as it roamed to the edge of...the...

Wait.

We were outside now, June snoring away in its tendrils as my eyes finally adjusted to the light of the Cymbidium's fourth hab ring. The whole place was kinda in three sections, there was the middle section, which had dozens upon dozens of waterways that split and ran around island platforms that supported deformed-looking lantern homes.

I could see my house from here!

There was the section below that, which housed all kinds of aquatic life like the spectrum jellies. I didn't really know why all the jellies were on a spectrum, but I had been tested for one myself so I could relate.

Then there was the one that Ternion, June and I were on. Far, far above the second section, the boardwalks were carved from illuminated crystal, running alongside waterways chiseled from hollow roots of an enormous tree I had never seen the top of before.

My eyes widened, as it enveloped me and June into its mass, leaping from our walkway on the top level to land on another walkway dozens of feet below the first, splashing into a puddle, only to reform. It giggled, its excitement genuinely rubbing off on me a little as it nearly deconstructed, reforming into a taller blob that hunched over the railing.

“DON’T JUMP!” I yelled, the star in the center of its mass shifting in place, dividing into a bigger and smaller shard as the smaller one jutted out of its side, as if eyeballing me.

“Why?! It is perfectly safe I assure you, and so so very fun!”

“T-That’s insane! You’re insane!” I yelled, and as I did, the glass Affini began to crack.

I shut my mouth, as another crack formed on it.

Another.

Until it fell apart! Into pieces!

I watched as the tendril gripping me clattered to the ground in chunks, the form of the creature lifeless around me, June napping quietly among the fragments.

“I- What?! T-The- Oh fuck I didn’t mean to like kill you or whatever, but like you kidnapped me! W-Was I the key all along??” I clutched my head, looking out on the utopia of the Affini.

June slowly opened her eyes and pushed herself up. “…April…?”

“JUNE!” I said, rushing to her to make sure she was alright, and help her to her feet.

“I— what happened?”

“You got captured by the Affini! —What happened to your voice?”

“I— uh—” A look of confusion crossed her face. “I don’t sound different. Maybe it’s something lingering from before.”

Those sneaky weeds. Not even being freed guaranteed you would be beyond their influence.

“Well, whatever, look!” I gestured at the remains of the glass Affini on the ground. “I did that to it!”

“I don’t think Vitrus has pronouns.”

“Irregardless, I shattered the fucker.”

“Whoa.” June seemed to finally clue into what was happening. “You don’t think—” She got up real close to me, looking me in the eyes. “You’re not… some kind of chosen one, are you?”

“—Maybe I am!” I stood tall and proud. “The last hope of terra and her people, bane of all plant life, The Ultimate Weedwhacker! —What,” I interrupted myself, as June snickered.

“Nothing, nothing at all, carry on.”

But what to do with my newfound powers?! I...I mean obviously June would need to be my sidekick, but what was I to do?! The Affini had made some things so convenient, a-and this was so much responsibility to be carrying on my shoulders.

But... If I had the ability to singlehandedly win the war against the Affini. I would be a one woman army!

Okay, okay. Just. Deep breath, okay this was a lot--

“You okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine--”

I turned around, hearing a familiar voice, only to find—

Me.

An exact copy of me.

Its eyes were different, a familiar greenish orange light within them that confused me, but otherwise, an exact replica. June was on its back, and it shushed me with a finger. “You gotta follow me okay? It’s very important!”

Oh this must be part of my new superpowers! Oh gosh cloning was a crazy one but...

It grabbed my hand one with a herculean strength, sprinting down the walkway with a pace I could barely keep up with. A boat arrived right as we arrived at one of the canals, my twin settling into the vessel, to which I followed deftly.

We pushed off, and I lowered my voice as to not alert the other Affini to my newfound advantage. “S-So what’s the plan? A-And what are you? You’re like a clone right?”

My reflection smiled, my hand stroking down June’s head like I’d always fantasized she’d do to me. “What? No! A clone isn’t a good word for it. An assimilation of atomic particles is a better phrasing for it. Think of it like, I have a central mass, and I can deconstruct and reconstruct my shape on a whim.”

Clones were so weird.

The boat floated a ways away, until eventually we arrived at a dock. I was helped out, June snoozing away as we made our way down the elevator. This was a really wild night.

We left the elevator, and along the ground I could see long, dragging marks in front of the domestication center of some poor sap who got pulled to their doom. I followed my clone, until we arrived at a small hole in the wall no bigger than a quarter.

Though admittedly I hadn’t seen one in a really long time, so even that guess was shaky at best.

“One second! I haven’t had non-liquid visitors in a long time!!” It said, sticking its fingers through the hole, biting my? It’s? The thing’s tongue as it fidgeted with something. Eventually the hole opened up, fluid-like sand opening to a still kind of smallish hole that me and June could just about squeeze into.

I wasn't sure why my clone was acting like she had been here before, maybe it had a built in HQ-Radar like those NPCS in Henshin Compact.

The hole closed behind us, and for a brief moment we were in a pitch black room. I could've sworn I felt a rough patch on the hole as I moved through it, and there was a tiny itch on my palm. I might have scraped myself?

A plain white void stretched seemingly for eternity around us, the yawning abyss of alabaster swallowed by a distant horizon.

"So, where's HQ?" I asked myself, who was standing idly in the center of the abyss.

My reflection appeared to finish thinking about something, finally turning its attention back to me. "It's a surprise! You have to close your eyes."

Well that didn't make a lot of sense, but it was me telling me this, and I was pretty trustworthy…

"Okay fine." I grumbled, shutting my eyes.

Five, four, three—

I raised an eyelid to peek, my full focus pulling to awareness.

It was gorgeous. A rustic cabin, wood logs forming its walls and columns, shaped into forms normally reserved for concrete or metallic buildings. It was open, but split into clear areas with their own purposes, with plenty of couches and other areas to hang out and socialize. Hm. A place for others to gather, maybe? The seat of the resistance! A stairwell hung a right and led up to a second mezzanine, even. This place was huge.

"This is HQ?" I asked, gaping.

"Correct. Here is where you can learn and develop your powers, strategize, and launch missions to help recruit more… allies."

Allies. Yes! What if there were more of us? What if we all had our own abilities? We would be unstoppable.

"So," I asked, "What… um… what are my powers?"

Other-me just smirked, and gestured to the space under the mezzanine, where there was a carpeted, padded area with a straw sophont sitting there. We made our way over, and other-me stood behind me, then got up real close. She was… um… warm, and soft, and… well, she was me! I like the way I look, so, it was only natural that I liked the way she looked. I tried to ignore how it was making me feel as she explained.

"I can sense a certain flexibility in your abilities, but that also makes them unfocused. To truly shine, you'll have to pick your class."

Vines suddenly shot out from… somewhere on other-me's hand, lassoing the target dummy and yanking it forward. It landed in front of me and got pulled in by these vines, pressing me to it… and her to me, sandwiching me between them. "Feralbreaking."

She sent the vines out again, throwing the target dummy across the room. Its base righted it again, vaguely where it had started.

A hand swept above us, conjuring five darts with backs that reminded me of Affini injector flowers, dripping with fluids of various colours; with a flick of the wrist, they turned the target dummy into a pincushion. "Xenodrugs."

Next, a scalpel grabbed from nowhere, drawing a line in the air, slicing into the target dummy— no, reality itself, where the target dummy was standing; it had little fabric organs within it, and the cabin was also peeled back like skin, revealing a placid plain beyond. She also took another organ that had not previously existed, something green and wriggling, and inserted it into the cut in the dummy, and closed it up. "Veterinary."

And finally, lights came from over my shoulder, as she pointed at the dummy and then flicked her finger this way and that. As if uncontrollably directed by it, the dummy began to shift and move around, hopping to the left, than the right, spinning around in circles, and then launching into the air, flipping over and over and over around its base before landing and wobbling around for a while.

…Was it moaning?

"This one has a myriad of definitions, but the closest one for our purposes would be 'Hypnosis'."

"So." Other-me said, turning me around and leaning up close, grinning. "Make your choice."

"Uhhh…"

Gosh. They all looked interesting. …that last one seemed especially so, though. The others were cool, but, they had limited use. If I could control the Affini, tell them what to do, it didn't matter whether I had the right tools; I could just use theirs.

"…I think I want to use hypnosis."

"Excellent choice." I was spun around to face the target dummy again. "Try it out.~"

I… "do I just point?"

"Yes. Feel for the power. It'll come."

Okay… I focused on the dummy, and pointed. I felt something… a connection? Some kind of… I pulled on it, like a leash.

The dummy moved.

"Whoa!" I tried it again, and it moved again! "I'm— I'm doing it!"

I spent a little while trying this out, making the dummy dance back and forth. But that was… it. That's all I could do with this. "…Is this… it?"

"A real opponent will have more they can do. You'll have more control over their actions."

"Yeah but— I mean— is this all I can do, is just, puppet sophonts around?"

"Of course not."

Other-me turned me around to face her again—

—and suddenly, it was like reality was dolly-zooming. The world dimmed and pulled away, as her face grew to be my whole world, eyes burning with blue, green, and yellow swirls that sparked at the edges. I couldn't look away. She leaned in, as if to kiss me, oh gosh, was she kissing me, she was kissing me, I can't, oh, I couldn't even kiss back, I was just stuck there and her lips were so soft and I have no way to react and my body was reacting and—

"Kneel," she said, and I dropped to my knees in front of her. My legs were akimbo, butt on the floor, arms hanging limply to the sides like their strings were cut.

"Open."My mouth fell open, and my tongue extended. She put two fingers into it. "Suck."

I did, like it was the most natural thing in the world. My own tingled with some kind of deferred sensation, like I was sucking on my own fingers, or maybe my own fingers were being sucked on?

"Close your eyes." They fluttered shut, and the world around me was nothing more than impressions. Confused impressions, though, as if I was in two places at once.

At some point my, her, fingers were replaced with something else— which I immediately recognized as our cock, as it slid in between my lips and invaded my senses. Gosh, I tasted good, smelled fantastic. I'd always wanted to be able to do this to myself, I just wasn't ever flexible enough, and it was at the wrong angle. What I wanted was something like this, to sit here, dazed and hypnotized, getting facefucked by my own dick.

I tasted sweet, not in the culinary kind of way, just that the flesh along my shaft tasted sharp of the smell I always really loved closed to genitalia. I had always loved smelling my hand afterwards, or even during my private time getting off, and now I was just getting to marinate in it.

I felt other me's fingers glide through my hair, clutching my scalp. The fingers split, mimicking roots that stitched through my hair in a desperate attempt to hold me tighter. A vine tapped my chin, and my jaw went slack as it continued to thrust its hips, my own moans salivating out of other me's mouth between thrusts.

I felt like a doll, lost in the sway of my head as other-me's held tighter, thrusting faster into it. I moaned around it, but distantly, or maybe she did for me, it was confusing.

"Don't cum." Her voice rammed into my thoughts from far away, and I only realized at the last moment I had almost came inside my own mouth, or maybe it was all over my own leg?

Deeper and faster she thrusted into me, until my nose pressed flat against her crotch. The smell crept into my nostrils, a perfunctory vine tapping on my temple to bring my focus back into her glistening eyes.

It was getting a little hard to breathe, but my cock tasted really good, and my eyes were so pretty, so it didn't really matter all that much that every drop of air in my lungs was packed to bursting with her smell.

My? Smell?

She twitched, throbbed, and I was so close, I could tell she was really close, as close as I was. "You want to pick this class, hypnotism."

Of course I did, I had always wanted this class. It was obviously the one for me. The optimal option for taking down The Compact. I smiled uncomfortably wide, the edges of my vision starting to go dark as I felt myself hit the edge again.

"You want your willpower stat to be as low as it can go from the start, right?"

I nodded, as I gagged on my own cock, lost in my hammered glass eyes, surrounded by a crown of vine-like tendrils that had obviously always been there and made perfect sense.

I heard 'good girl' come out of my own mouth as she rocked my hips into my face, as I waited desperately to hear my own voice tell me to cum.

"Be a good floret and cum."

I wasn't sure what that word meant, but I was too busy shrieking with pleasure into my own cock to care, spurting all over my own leg.

These new powers were really good, I thought. I was looking forward to using them.

She/I let ourself disconnect after a few more moments, groaning. Strings of thick saliva hung between my lips and her wet, pink shaft, and the tiniest little bit of cum still beaded on her tip. "Clean," she said, and it was there no longer.

"Rise," she said suddenly, and I got to my feet, the fog lifting. …Oh, holy crap, I just— she just made me—

"Uh-huh. This is what awaits you."

I was suddenly really interested in leveling up my skills.