Edith awoke to painfully tight restraints being tightened further. Looking around wildly she discovered that not only was she bound harshly to a mostly vertical table, but her captors had placed a leather mask over her face to prevent her from speaking. The small cell was brightly lit with strange runes painted on the white tiled walls, and a thick iron door as the only way in or out. There were no windows. Edith realized she was still Rikki, and for a panicked moment thought maybe she was stuck looking like her obnoxious rival. Closing her eyes she could still FEEL her abilities, for some reason they hadn't been taken. Looking past the uniformed grunts working on her bonds, a tall, slender man with a thin moustache and an extra nice uniform was smirking nastily. Edith got the distinct impression that he was in charge, and had let her keep her abilities with something awful in mind for her.
There was no way in hell she'd let whatever he had planned work, that was for sure.
* * * * * *
Katherine Smithwallow looked around the empty basement, holding the Cleanser wand. She knew she should be trying to regain her powers that were being stored in this wand, but the compulsion and loyalty spells combined with whatever drugs she had been given made it a distant and low priority concern. Even being naked and stuck as a gorgeous redhead took a back seat to the need to help Master Jim. And Mistress Rikki, right? Katie wondered, confused why she didn't feel the burning NEED to help her too. Maybe she's not in trouble, or she escaped? Katie shook her head, that wasn't it. Something had felt… off about her Mistress recently, and for some reason Katie could sense the magical collar Rikki wore not all that far away. The pleasure slave spell Katie had tried to put on Rikki had mostly failed, the connection the collar created was active, though, and now helpful.
"I guess I should start helping my Masters by tracking down the collar," Katie said out loud. Acknowledging that clothing would help her quest, she was happy to FINALLY be able to wear something again.
* * * * * *
"This is bullshit!" Pinky yelled, desperately wishing her voice sounded tougher. "You can't fucking leave me like this!"
Captain Saunders shrugged. The slightly overweight officer was usually intimidated by Lieutenant Harper McCallister, the intense and muscle bound zealot a pain in his ass, but currently he was trying to hide his amusement at her current state. Whoever had done this to her had an amazing sense of humor in his opinion, and those boobs…
"And quit looking at my breasts!" Pinky squeaked, trying to cover her bountiful tits with her small hands. The medical bay had given her a rather small hospital gown only, the thin material doing very little to hide her generous curves. When she was herself Harper didn't care if people stared at her chiseled body, she welcomed it in fact, but being in this jiggly, girly, little form was SO embarrassing!
Captain Saunder tried not to grin. "Harper, listen," he started condescendingly, "the charm that was used on you is highly advanced magic, and the higher ups are reluctant to… waste powerful magic undoing this, considering your recent… mistakes. Especially since you're technically okay."
"MISTAKES?! OKAY?!" Pinky tried to bellow, but squeaked instead. "Do I look okay?! And I told you, there was a Wilder there, and weird technology, and Djinn magic, and-"
Saunders interrupted with a patronizing smile and a hand held up. "We've heard your report and Private Julie Evans, and it's all being reviewed. Considering you both lost your wands, robes, and control of yourselves you should be grateful you're not locked up. But you both are on probation, and restricted to non-secure areas. Do I make myself clear, Lieutenant?"
Pinky wanted to stare him down and force him to give her what she wanted (she had done it before), but none of her typical tactics worked anymore, thanks to her stupid new body and cute face. In fact, she found herself struggling to even make eye contact, mumbling back meekly, "Yessir."
"Good. Now, run along, I have important duties to attend to."
Pinky couldn't believe she was being dismissed like this, like a ch1ld! And as she carefully backed away to limit the amount of time her gown-exposed, big butt would face Captain Saunders, she couldn't believe she was just taking this! She knew that the healing magic used to restore her mind hadn't done the full job, and now she worried there were more remaining effects than she first thought.
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