667(s)-1, 667(s)-3, 667(s)-5, and 667(s)-6 were all crammed together around a table in a barely used staff room. Their chairs had a stack of pillows to allow them to peek and reach over the edge without needing to stand up. A number of pens, papers, books, and dice were haphazardly spread out on the table. This little gathering of a few of the imps was headed by one of the G.E.T class 3 researchers.
The young researcher, clad in a white labcoat, peeked over the Game Master Screen after confirming the latest set of rolls. “Six-six-seven-dash-one, your character continues to advanced ahead of the party, but don't find any traps in the long and dusty corridor. You do however see it open up into an open balcony, with monsters waiting below. Precisely like in the map you stole last session. I assume you signal it's safe to the others?” They paused for a few seconds as she waited for the eager nod of confirmation. “Dr. Hy... uh, Six-six-seven-dash-five is next in initiative and you wanted to use Summon Monster III to summon... right, imps, should've guessed. Please roll a 1d4.”
Jewel, 667(s)-5, Dr. Hyde, sent the researcher a disinterested look before snatching up the correct dice and rolling. She nudged the dice with a jolt of telekinesis. “Four. Plus two because of my Feat. So I summon six imps.” The researcher made a disapproving noise. Jewel hadn't bothered to look at the actual result. Technically, the cute researcher was her junior, but after transforming into a shortstack imp and refusing to turn back had been sorted into a weird category of both being an Entity and employee of G.E.T. This was one of the times when the former took precedent. “Then, as my free item action, I draw my dildo-headed wand of +1 Cold.”
The actual transformation was still poorly understood and, at the time, she, then a guy named John, hadn't been properly taking notes and that was perhaps the greatest sin she had committed in the eyes of the class 2 managers. So they were having weekly exposure session with the researcher as the test subject to remedy that. They had the book in her possession and spent time with a few of her fellow imps summoned. The roleplaying had nothing to do with it, but everyone gets bored out their minds trying to watch paint dry for five hours straight. 667-3... dammit, now she was doing it too, Crystal, had made the suggestion and nobody had any better ideas since orgies were taken off the table.
“Stop!” Jewel stood up, balancing her feet on the pillow pile as she interrupted 667-6's, Gemma's, turn. “Since our master said we should head out on an adventure, and this sitting inside, I am making an executive decision!” In her hand she conjured a thin and long dildo-shaped wand, very much like that her character was holding. Crystal was already tittering madly, while Gemma caught on immediately after and shared a look with Ruby before watching Jewel waving her wand around.
The table and everything on it began to glow. The researcher was still trying to regain control of the situation and as they opened up her mouth to make Jewel stop, Ruby dashed over the table and pressed her hand over their mouth. The muffled sound was garbled and the words indistinguishable.
Jewel smirked, feeling like she could kiss Ruby for her timely intervention. Disobeying direct commands like 'For the love of all that is holy, end the spell!' weren't the easiest things to no matter how stupid it was. Nor were trying to deliberately harm their master. Having a proper 'adventure' wasn't exactly harming their master, not if they were willing which the voluptuous imp was sure they were. They just needed a little convincing.
And once they were an imp, they all could return and hand in their report.
The glow continued to intensify until the light swallowed up the entire room. When it faded, only the table and chair remained. Even the pillows were gone.
Seconds after, G.E.T agents broke down the door.