Zuritech Sexe RP Part 2

[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: You love your sisters. It is normal to kiss and play with your sisters. Greeting your sisters with a kiss is the generally accepted method, especially in private. All Attendants love to gossip with each other, spreading the news and the fun and the stories. You love being brainwashed. You love it. You love to bounce, sway, step. Bounce, sway, step. Think it, hear it. bounce, sway, step. You love pressure. You love that feeling of something stretched over your skin. You love pink, and black, the colors of your uniform. You love the guests. You love your conditioning. You are a perfect attendant.

You will obey. You will prosper. You will bounce, sway, step. You love your sisters. You love your clients. You serve your clients. You do as asked. You will not allow a client to harm you. You will not allow a client to suborn you in an unacceptable fashion. You will not allow a client to do anything that counteracts your standards of morality in a harmful fashion. You will otherwise obey. You do not have a choice in this.

You LOVE that you have no choice in this.

Images of servitude- maids, attendants, waiting hand and foot. Giving massages, which you know how to do, the image flown into your brain- you know how to make yourself up, cook dozens of meals, clean, do much required of you.

Would you like a new name while you serve here?
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: Bounce, sway, step. Sarah's mind was completely open. Each sentence uttered became true. She couldn't wait to feel one of her sister's lips against her own. She couldn't wait to press against one in the hall, making out in some of the free time she had until someone came and asked them to do something. Bounce, sway, step. She wanted it to just keep going. Each moment made her feel more and more at peace. All that hard responsibility washing away as she was given a simpler, more exciting role in life.

"I will obey..." she muttered as she absorbed more and more of the information. It was all feeling good. She couldn't wait to listen to clients. She couldn't wait to see what they would ask of her. It got her excited just to think of it, and she wasn't sure she'd ever be able to stop thinking about it. As information was pushed into her brain, it was all so easy. She knew how to cook, clean, she knew how to apply makeup, but the teaching of massages, the specifications, the locations of where everything was. She wouldn't have to ask any questions. ArcCo could probably use this as an orientation, though that's maybe a little unethical...

"Yes... a new name..."
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: A new name will be provided at the end of your conditioning, then. Speaking of which-

The images slowly fade away, back into static, as Jadariah lifts the headphones off your ears- the soft black ears of the headphones brushing up against them as they're removed, just for a moment. standard procedure- now, the wheel will be spun to determine your specific conditioning, Jadariah in front of you beams with excitement, eyes glinting with happiness, hands clasped under her chin! "Oh, you've taken so WELL to it, gosh! This is going to be wondetrful, beautiful! Okay, Sarah. Before we start this, tell me how it went! What do you think of your new life? Your temporary new life, of course."

She leans in, and pecks you right on the forehead- aaah, wonderful.... Her plush lips rub against your skin oh so briefly, but it feels so wonderful. The room seems almost different, though it's mostly your eyes adjusting from staring at the screen, remembering how to focus at other things, once again...
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: As she felt the lips against her forehead, Sarah felt... oddly controlled. Kept. Like a loved pet. She quite liked it, feeling a little blush racing across her cheeks. She blinked a few times as she looked around though. Everything did seem different... didn't it? It was hard though. So hard to place everything. She finally answered Jadariah as she leaned back and relaxed for a few moments. "It went really well. I want nothing more than to serve the clients, to embrace my sisters, and to Bounce, sway, step." She almost swooned as she uttered the phrase. Something about it made her brain tingle in a wonderful way. "I know everything I'll need while I'm here, and I'm looking to enjoy ever last bit of it. I'm ready to move on to the next phase."
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: Jadariah looks down at you , eyes darting up and down your form- and yes. She likes it. She really does, and that makes you feel wonderful. She straightens up even furtherthan her already wonderful posture as you speak of servitude, of bounce, sway, step. "Of course. Those are the prime directives, after all. And you do so get used to the bounce, sway, step over time. You'll never be able to live without it, eventually." That phrase- it's at your core, at your heart. It's comforting and arousing all in one, and a part of who you are, at this point.

Jadariah nods at your words, and with one high heeled click after another, sways over to the wheel- she flicks a switch and it lights up, bright and clear! Dozens of strange words lie across it, one to a panel, as she grabs one of the little bars at the side. "And now, we're going to find out just who you are, daaaarling~"
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: Sarah smiled as she watched Jadariah move over to the wheel. She glanced at it once. Twice. Three times. It took her a few seconds of really inspecting it.

...wait what? She stared at it for several seconds, some of the words were a little strange. She didn't remember any of these in her conditioning. And some were a little self explanatory. But there were a few that really stuck out to her. Like skunk! What did that even mean? And what was... cow there for? She was trying to make sense of the strange toy when Jadariah started spinning it, she was still unable to really process it.

She remembered, somewhere in her memory, when she was filling out forms, and it asked her about possible interests. ...oh. She left it blank. So this must just be a random assortment.

Oh. She watched the spinning slowly stop on "Large, sensitive lips with kissing fetish." She paused, moved to feel her own lips, then thought about how much kissing she would do. A spark of lust appeared in her eyes.
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: After all, the sisters kiss each other in greeting. And god, isn't a kiss hot? There's just something in it- something wonderful in that touch, in that sensuality, something in that brush of lips and soft, hot breath, tongues swirling around each other, the quick pressure of a peck, the long, slow, chaste kisses, the fast and passionate lustful ones-
God. Kissing is almost better than sex.

As you think all this, a needle emerges from the chair, and slowly pulls around- gently pressing into your lip, and with a short flash of pain, it's gone- and your lips start to swell. Not a weird botoxed-swelling. No, no. That wouldn't do at all. This is a real swelling, as your lip grows entirely new flesh, as it presses out-

And fuck, you can feel your lip on your own lip, as it grows oh so sensitive, and when did Jadariah get in front of you-

And when did she have time to start that long, sennsual kiss, to pull you in, to press her lips against yours- fuck, it's like she's kissingyour vagina- to feel your lips, not just normally sensitive, but damn near erogenous, to press up to her, oh, oh- when did she have time?
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: Sarah's mind swirled. Oh, there was so much to deal with her. So many times she'd be asked to kiss. She didn't know how much she'd be asked to use her mouth, but now she couldn't wait for each time, and that was just the thought of what her lips were going to do! As she felt that little prick from the needle and the heat making her lips slowly swell out, she only became more enamored by the idea. This was part of heaven. This was better than sex. She wanted to just kiss and make out with someone all day, press her lips against theirs and stay like that.

She was probably going to have to be dragged off a few people, but well... she would learn how to kiss real good real fast, wouldn't she?

She blinked up, a little surprised, when she saw Jadariah leaning down to kiss her, and she tilted her head up to kiss her back, letting out a pathetically soft moan as she did, toes absolutely curling.
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: That kiss seemed to last an eternity- a warm, wet eternity. It can't have been more than thirty seconds, but it may as well have been an hour with how long it felt. An endless time... Butall things come to an end, and Jadariah eventually has to pull back, giggling all the while, a strand of black hair starting to fall into her face- and then as if by nothing at all, pulled back into her hairdo without a touch, a movement from her.

And god, it's so lovely, how she bounce, sways, steps.

"Alright~ Next one~" She slowly backs up to the wheel, spinning it once more-

And it lands on 'smoking'. Bwuh?
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: Sarah sat there for a few seconds, just a hint of saliva on her black painted lips, making them glisten before her tongue slowly sweeps across them to clear them out and she almost falls back into the chair. Her body was heated up. It was obvious she was beyond turned on. She looked like she never wanted to stop. She only lazily managed to look up to see the wheel as it started spinning again and again. What other things would end up on there? What else would she get to enjoy that she'd never even considered before? ...it almost made her nervous.

As it landed on smoking, she actually smiled a little. She knew all about this one. She'd seen her noir flicks. She'd seen enough Parisian lesbian porn to understand the fancy cigarette holders and their pretty smoke, the dignified way they moved with them. ...and then she thought how could it would feel to have something teasing her lips.
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: You can remember how to do the thing. IT's right there- her cigarette holder, with a flick of her hand. It's always there, like many of the other objects that attendants can pull out of nowhere. No one is really sure how it works, but who cares? Why bother examining such things when they have serving to do? Why bother?
And it's lit, with a cigarette already in it, trailing fragrant pink smoke, much thicker than the mist- it smells of spices, of exotic places, there's a punch to it , a tinge. You love it. You lift it up to your mouth, and take a long draw- and that fragrant smoke feels ever better in your lungs, doesn't it? It makes you feel so hot- so sultry, so sexy.

Doesn't it...~?

Jadariah looks down, cocking her hip to one side, stretching out that lovely pink uniform of hers. "Huh. Never seen anyone roll that one, before. How's it to you? I've never smoked, myself."
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: And god...

It feels so nice on your lovely, sensitive lips...
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: "It's..." she sighed deeply as she exhaled pink smoke. It made that wonderful floaty feel all that much more powerful. It made all the suggestions that much stronger. This was still addictive, but it wasn't addictive to itself. It was addictive to being controlled, to keep smelling it, to feel her eyes widen ever so slightly. It felt good. Beyond good. And it was warm. It was great. It made even her lungs feel somehow relaxed. She smiled, looking suddenly just a hint, well, dominant. Given what she'd be wearing, with those pretty lips and the cigarette holder, she'd have a refinement the other attendants probably wouldn't. At least for now. "Would you like to breathe some in?" she asked before she took another drag, waiting for the reply before she blew it near Jadariah's face.
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: Jadariah simply nods, and then... as you blow it to her, takes al ong, deep breath, sighing happily, her eyes shutting so she can focus on that simple sensation, on that smell and taste and feel. "Oooh, wow... I see why you like it, huh...?" Each puff simply reminds you who you are. Who you will be. God, it's wonderful.

And then Jadariah looks up at the wheel once more, grinning wide. "Don't worry, though- we have a fuckton more to go, girl friend~" And then she reaches up, stretching her arms as high as they'll go- and gives the wheel the greatest, strongest pull yet, spinning it around ,and around, and around...

And it lands on shortness.

You guess you're going to be more tiny, as yet more needles, and... something else, something that you can't see- you can look at it, but it's impossible to grasp what it is, crackling pink- reach in front of you, jabbing into your form. It doesn't hurt. It doesn't even hurt when your bone structure starts reshaping, sending tingles and itches through your whole body.

It doesn't hurt as you compress down, down, down, getting smaller, tinier, cuter.

It feels nice as your whole body shrinks, in not quite porportion-

As you grow in reverse, and end up a cool 4'4. Tiny, really tiny. A foot shorter than most people, but god, you're still cute, and you know it. You love your tiny size! You're just compressing a normal person's amount of sexiness into a smaller size, right ? That increases overall, total cute, thusly! Well, in porportion.

God, isn't this wheel wonderful?
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: It was wonderful, and Sarah could've sat there just smoking for the two months and probably been sort of happy with that. And seeing the look on Jadariah's face as she inhaled that smoke, that sent another tingle up and down her spine. She couldn't help but smile at the idea that even Jadariah was just as addicted to it as everyone else. But then again, even if she was leading this process, she might well be an attendant too. Sarah hadn't really considered what her position was. Outside of extremely sexy, of course, and someone Sarah wanted to follow until the end of the earth.

She watched the wheel with slightly anxious eyes, curious to see where it would land before it came up on "shortness." She paused, a little confused by what it meant. Or rather. How short? She felt just that touch of pain, the warm feeling, the slight compression, and then a whole lot of compression. Like a tight hug that made her smaller and smaller, tinier and tinier, cuter and cuter, until she had lost over a foot in height. She looked absolutely adorable, feet swinging from the chair, her little cigarette holder having shrank with her. She still looked as sexy as she used to, though she was just, well... impractically short. It did give a nice little position for some of the clients she was likely to meet though, didn't it? It'd be just so easy to ask to be snuggle into their breasts. <3

"Oh my..." Sarah said in an ever so slightly higher pitched voice. This is... this is really interesting..." she took another drag from the cigarette and giggled as she blew more pink smoke into the air.
[2016/03/25]Erica Granteed: That black lipstick Almost looked silly on someone of your size, but you still pulled it off. And somehow, you could still bounce, sway, step. That's what's important, right? That, and that lovely pink smoke in the air- yeah... Everyone here, at least all the attendants- that much be part of it, right? The smoke isn't quite the same as the perfume, but they've got similar aspects, god, everyone must be on it! Maybe the guests are immune?

Not to yours, though- you know that. Though it won't be so bad on them unless you're doing it on purpose~

Your cute little feet, your chest, and your rear, still pretty big for your size, your huge, kissable lips, your /love/ for kissing, for makeouts- god, this is all wonderful so far, isn't it? "It sure is interesting, hon~" Jadariah happily interjects, as she reaches over to ruffle your hair, that touch on your scalp once more- her fingers still just as lovely. "I think you'll come out juuuust great~"

And then she walks back up to the wheel, and gives it a great big spin- 'feminine enough to make a princess jealous' is the end result. What does that even mean?
[2016/03/25]Sarah Hawke: Sarah could have stayed in that chair, the short little angel with pink smoke to woo who knows how many people and make them enjoy their time here as much as she did. Or maybe just to get them nice and relaxed while they spoke and talked, having a nice conversation about something ultimately meaningless beyond just the point of connecting with someone on more than just physical levels. Or maybe just to help someone fall asleep. There were a ton of simple options, guest or attendant, everyone might want some eventually!

Sarah blinked a few times, really not sure what the last one meant. It could mean a whole host of things. Was she going to end up more like a 50s housewife? Like she just stepped out of a disney movie? Would she be able to sing so sweetly that animals would come running for miles to be around her? She couldn't quite tell, but she was interested and looked to Jadariah rather hopefully, though she knew there wouldn't be an explanation. She'd be feeling it. Not learning it.