"And that one shall be called Northwest, and that one shall be called Northeast, that one
shall be called Southwest, while you there shall be called Southeast. But you do not have
names, and thus you would not have anyone for your names to be called or names to be,
and what are you is grotesque statues to protect the pack. And you at the center I suppose
should be called Frontdoor, while the last I am told we would have shall be called
Backdoor." They were wonderfully monstrous, like an entire babble of Bandersnatch.
"Mistress Alice get down from there this instant!" Called one of Martha's heads the other
still looking through the book with the seven year olds of Alice's namesake.
Alice was on top of one of the higher book shelves looking out a window seeing the
gargoyles take up their positions around the house and then not moving a stone muscle or
so much as breathing: making for all the world appear that they were but carved stone and
nothing more. Alice knew the gargoyles couldn't hear her, but she didn't mind, she'd tell
them what she had named them later once they were out and about, after all, Alice hadn't
gone outside since she was born and she curious about seeing it through her glass eyes.
"It is alright Miss Martha!" Alice curtsied downward, "I am indestructible. A fall means me
no harm."
The left head frowned, "But your brothers and sisters aren't, I don't want you to encourage
such reckless behavior and what if you fall and hit one of them?"
Alice got a surprised look on her face, "I shall admit, I did not think about such things."
The left head spoke in a no non-sense tone, "Clearly you didn't: now get down now!"
Alice felt like asking which 'now' she should have tried for, but did not want to upset her
nanny anymore than she already had and the glass wolf child climbed down the book
shelves carefully.
"Don't even think it." Martha's right head said to the seven year olds holding her their tails
with her lower arms from where they were sitting her lap.
Kevin and Marcy then tried very hard not to think of climbing up the book cases to the
very predictable opposite effect.
"I do hope mother finishes with helping the last of the servants become part of our pack
with auntie before brillig, I have not had a chance to converse with her properly since I
was born!"
"Mother?" Kevin asked.
"Do you wish to read or talk?" Martha's right head asked.
"Can't I do both?" Kevin asked.
"Not right now." Martha said plainly.
"Aww." Kevin went back to his book.
Bart looked at Kevin, if his little brother was to be a boy, he was going to have to teach to
boy up on a few things otherwise Bart would be cornered by three girls and one traitor to
boys everywhere.
"Nana," Bart asked, "Can we go outside and play once all the servants are changed?"
Matha's left head looked at Bart and closed her top eye and nodded, "Yes Master Bart, you
and your siblings may, but you're to stick to the backyard understand?"
"Yes Nana." Bart nodded to the silver Pack Omega.
+++++++++++
"You were supposed to include the erasure of the memory of them from those who knew
them besides the pack remember?" Fran pointed out calmly and not with the least bit of
malice towards Jack.
"Oh right... oops."
"Oh well... it's not like anyone will recognize them, and the messages they gave their
families should hold things off. However, that'll make six people who have made calls like
that in the last forty-eight hours, not counting myself and Darla. Marcine better remember
to include it for the pack members we'll be creating from the remaining staff... Otherwise
that cover story might go past critical mass."
"Oh I'm sorry." Said the twenty-one hours to go human.
The gargoyle said nothing, merely staying where it was as frozen in place as any mass of
stone.
Fran put a paw on Jack's shoulder. "Well it's done and done and can't be undone and for
now nothing more to be done about it."
"Thank you."
"Welcome." Fran nodded. Fran had the powerful urge to seek out her twin, but fought off
the gut instinct until such time as she could be sure the conversion process was underway
for the remaining staff members.
+++++++++++
The perverted man whose brother would soon be a female gargoyle/grotesque Backdoor,
had followed Darla like a bee to honey. The young maid with the small ribbon in her hair
followed behind like wrath on a sinner. The Useful Man and The Butler, along with several
other members of the staff followed behind at a safe distance.
The perverted man who drooled at Darla followed her through with the speed of lust.
Darla was genuinely impressed, while she was going slow so the humans could follow her
trail, she was surprised that any human could hope to match her speed.
And the maid with the small ribbon in her hair was following close behind too and not by
a wide margin. One would have to wonder why she'd be so agitated over this man in
particular going after a naked animal woman.
Darla found Marcine waiting patiently and calmly just like she was supposed to be and
smiled at the wolf with her big doe eyes.
"Gotcha now sexy!" Said the perverted man behind her.
"Sorry I'm actually taken." Darla said did a back flip that landed her right behind the
perverted man. However she was then mowed down by the maid with the small ribbon in
her hair who didn't even stop for the she-wolf, Darla's breasts squishing against the cold
floor. And idle thoughts occurred to Darla at this in light of the weirdness of the situation
and the maid with the little ribbon in her hair walked over her. 'Should we kept the
carpets? They retain oder, but it's not like none of us dislike it, but then there's there our
claws, we can't pull them back in so we'd always be making noise on the floor without
them, but they can get caught in the rugs too... hmm.. this is gonna require so thought.
"Got you Nicolas!" The maid with the small ribbon not sounding happy.
"Calm down Nicole! I just wanted to see what the deal was with her!"
"You mean the 'something for nothing' deal she threw at you feet?" She put her hands on
her hips not realizes she was standing on the she wolf.
Nicolas waved his hands, "Now now, don't be like that."
"Like what precisely?"
"I er, that is, I mean, don't be so upset."
"I'm agitated! You don't want to see me upset!"
The Butler, and the Useful Man, heading the pack of the remainder of the staff, were
shocked and surprised to see Nicole on top of the dirty blond throw rug.
"Uh, Nicole," Said the Useful Man.
"What?" Said the maid sternly.
"Er," The Useful Man pointed, "Look below."
Nicole glanced down and saw the she-wolf, "Oh..." She said calmly and took a step off.
"Excuse me, but I have a question I need to ask all of you-"
"You can wait Marcine!" Nicole shot back.
Darla got back up, "Now, I really do think you should-"
"You can wait too!" Nicole gave Darla a upper cut out of nowhere that floor the seven foot
tall muscle built she-wolf who could have torn Nicole in two in Darla's sleep.
'Who is this girl? Xena?' Darla thought to her favorite show. Though now she was thinking
Hercules might be more fun to watch.
"Nicole that is enough!" The Butler said, "Nicolas' immaturity can wait! I think we should
find out what this lady meant by Mr. and Mrs. Smith granting her and her double
permission to be on the grounds, and if they do have permission, you WILL NOT HARM
ONE OF THE MASTERS' GUESTS!"
The man was twice Nicole's age at least, but had his hair tied back into a pony tail.
Nicole took a step back from the older man, crossed her arms, and gave a huff.
"If you are a guest of the Masters I do apologize for Nicolas' immaturity and Nicole's
temper." The Butler helped Darla up as best he could, he was surprising strong, much like
Nicole.
Nicole said nothing while Nicolas looked embarrassed.
Darla felt a twang of humiliation too, 'Please don't let my sister or Master find out about
this.'
"I'm not technically a guest," Darla said, "You could say I'm a new resident, and the Master
actually has several pieces of reorganization that he wishes to undertake in the light of the
addition of me and my sister among others."
Of course Darla meant Jensen, while the Butler meant Bartholomew. The level of loyalty
both felt was surprisingly similar.
"Oh? What kind of changes? I thought the Master would inform me first." Said The Butler.
"It's all rather quite sudden actually." Darla said. It was a tiny bit overwhelming how none
of these humans thought her naked and animal state was something to question her
about. And she doubted they were all taking the 'costume' excuse like she and Fran had as
Frank and Daryl. "And Marcine had been instructed to ask you all some private questions
five at a time about your opinion about some of the changes."
"What questions?" the Butler asked.
"It's to be asked in private five at a time," Darla repeated.
"Very well. But I will see the Master at once after this!"
"As you wish." Darla bowed suppressing a grin. "But five at a time please."
"You there boy you come in." The Butler pointed at a random man servant who meekly
entered the room. He then looked at Darla, "And you out."
"Excuse me?" Darla growled slightly, the Butler didn't faultier.
"You said in private didn't you?"
Darla growled again and bowed her head and walked outside to keep the remaining staff
members company and to keep them distracted from any flying rock monsters that
happened to fly out o the other end of the house with her two most noticeable talents.
The door closed behind them Marcine finally had her chance, and the group finally looked
at her and noticed her hair now look strangely short and was the same brownish gold
almost as Young Simba from the Lion King. And her eyes... something REALLY was right
about them.
"Now the question is very simple. Transform or Dare? To each of you."
"Say what now?" Nicole said, "Mr. Smith got his hands on THAT GAME?" Nicole had actually
heard of the game, and had once seen it used by two body builders at the gym who had
basically destroyed each other by Transforming and Daring each other back and forth.
"Transform or what now?" Nicolas asked being native to Glendale but also being very
ignorant of local culture.
"Oh dear." The Useful Man said never having seen the curse in action and all his
knowledge hearsay, much like his UFO and Atlantis conspiracy collection.
"Oh my." Said the Butler feeling insulted, "If Mr. Smith wanted to use the Game to benefit
the estate he doesn't need to be so absurd about it!"
".... what do you mean?" Said the man servant who while native, his parents had made
sure he had never heard of such 'absurdities' while growing into a man.
Nicole cursed and berated herself for falling into such a trap. And knew there was no way
out. It strangely never occurred to her to simply punch Marcine's lights out. "Tranform!
F8CKING transform!! I'd rather be a carnival sideshow freak than some mindless sex doll
or zombie slave!!"
"Transform." The Butler said with a stiff of the lip with his arms behind his back, his sense
of loyalty feeling tarnished but still strong.
"Transform?" The man servant said not really sure what was going on but following the
trend.
"Dare!" Said the Useful Man, figuring whatever warped task Mr. Smith had in mind couldn't
be as bad as being turned into something weird.
"Uh? Transform too?" Said Nicolas mostly cause Nicole did hoping it impressed her.
Marcine didn't miss a beat and said, to the Useful Man, "I Dare you to answer transform
next time someone asks you Transform or Dare and to tell me to ask you Transform or
Dare after I've transformed the others."
"THAT'S CHEATING!" Nicole snarls.
Marcine shrugged. "It's not my fault whoever made up this curse left it full of loopholes.
And as for your four's transformation." She pulled out some straws out of her pocket,
"Draw a straw, short straw will become a male Big Bad Wolf who shall service the females
of the Big Bad Wolf pack who need release but either aren't worthy of THE Big Bad Wolf
himself Jensen, or when THE Big Bad Wolf himself Jensen is simply too busy, you will be
loyal to THE Big Bad Wolf and will relish your position and any other task the rest of the
pack asks of you and only use your turn to expand the pack. I'll then get into the
transformation of the rest of you. Oh and if you DON'T pull a straw, you'll instead turn into
a solid gold statue of a naked japanese girl with breasts twice the size of beach balls that
no one will ever remember sans the pack as anything BUT a statue."
Nicole, Nicolas, The Butler and the man servant all looked at each other and quickly drew
straws.
Marcine nodded at the person who had drawn the short straw. "As for the rest of you, you
shall all become Big Bad She-Wolves, none of you may have breasts larger than the Alpha
Female." This had been slipped in of course by Kaylee. All this meant was when and if
Jennifer's high school friends were added to the pack, that they would be given
PARTICULAR detail to each of their transformations as personally outlined and overseen by
Jensen.
"Of course." One of the victims groaned at what they assumed was Mrs. Smith's vanity.
"None of your friends or family who are not the pack shall remember you ever existed
unless you attempt to make contact with them. Nor shall your records show you ever
existed outside the estate."
The Butlers' fists shook.
"Bitch." Nicole said with an icy voice.
Marcine didn't stop smiling or staring with her doe eyes, "You will continue your jobs at
the mansion such as they will be after the house and estate are fully refurbished for the
pack or will be given new tasks if your old job is defunct. You will -love- the master, you
will be -loyal- to him, and -devoted- to him, and have no desire to be human again and
shall put his sake and the sake of the pack above all other things. You shall not kill each
other over the master's affection. You will love your destiny as part of the Big Bad Wolf
Pack. You shall be relatively petit but still mighty she-wolves! The vast majority of you
shall also be uniquely color coded. You will use your turn only to benefit the pack or your
master..."
++++++++
the door the servant's foyer opened a minute or so later. "Come in next group." Said a
female voice from within.
This cycle repeatedly multiple times.
++++++++
An hour and a half later to two and a half hours or three later in the back yard, Kaylee
marched in front of a map hanging on a peg board showing the estate with a black wolf's
head hastily painted over it.
Kaylee was her normal naked self, but had on a marine's helmet with two hole cut for her
ears (the helmet had belonged to Mr. Smith's original father, but Bart would have cut the
holes to make them fit his head all the same anyway). She also clutched in both hands an
officer's swagger stick behind her back. She marched in front of the map and turned to
face those in front of her.
In the backyard, were now a very large number of she-wolves and one impressively
endowed male at the very back of the group. They were lined up rank and file, naked (one
or two may or may not had a bit of personal decoration), with their feet together, their
arms at their sides their muzzles foreword and a smile on all their faces. (Though the male
at the back with a smirk on his face did begin fondling the breasts of the somewhat taller
female wolf in front of him and not to her objection).
There was now anywhere from twelve, to fifteen to twenty five new she wolves in front of
Kaylee (she hadn't bothered to count them yet).
All them had breasts that were anywhere from A Cup to small C Cup. All of them also
stood anywhere from six feet tall and one inch to six feet tall and eleven inches. All of
them including the male were 'balled' in the sense of not having human hair on top of
their heads.
The male had dark gray fur and was six feet and one inches. And their fur, whao, their fur.
There was one she-wolf who had blue fur. There was one who had bright green fur. One
was violet colored fur covering her. Purple. Magenta. Another even had PINK fur! And to
balance them all out one had pearl colored fur. The biologically impossible fur colors went
on and on! Basically any color that was not a natural color a wolf or a human being would
have and was likely to see on the latest anime out of Japan. Pretty much none of them felt
silly, and the few that did felt silly in a GOOD way.
Kaylee barked like a general at their army, or just a very very large ham on stage, "Now!
Who do you serve? Who do you obey? Who do you -love-?!"
They all spoke together their smiles not faltering (though the female the pack had slight
trouble answering with the male giving her plenty of pleasant distraction). "We serve the
pack! We obey our Alphas! We love Master Jensen The Big Bad Wolf!"
"What is your purpose in life and creeds-!?"
"To service and please Master in all things, to protect Master and the pack from all that
would threaten us and him! To insure the estate remains a safe haven for the pack forever
and always! To dream of a Glendale where all wear wolf ears even if it remains but a
dream! And to never ever form labor unions!"
"Right turn!"
All the she wolves obeyed.
"About face!"
They turned one-eighty degrees.
"Left turn!"
And now all of them had their rears and tails facing her. Which meant she saw the male
exploring the she-wolf in front of him.
"You! Get in line!" Kaylee barked.
"Yes Alpha female!" The male obeyed at once.
"About face!"
They were all facing her again.
"Bow!"
They did so still smiling, happy to be of service.
"What theatric!" Bart moaned sipping on a soda through a straw sitting on the grass cross
eagle style a few feel behind and to the side of the pegboard but with a clear view of the
new she wolves.
"He-at-tick-what?" Marcy asked turning her head from her lemonade.
Jenny explained sipping on a soda of her own, "The theater sis'. Alpha Female is acting like
she's in a play."
"I think it's cool!" Kevin declared chomping on an ice-cream.
"You would." Said Marcy and Jenny.
"Huh?" Kevin blinked innocently.
"Don't worry about it Master Kevin." Martha said standing next to the pegboard one head
facing towards the she-wolves and the other at her charges. One set of arms behind her
back while the others folded in front in a V shape and her tails going straight down like a
proper Omega.
Kaylee made a sweep with the leather swagger stick and said, "Now! We've got a lot of
work to make the house presentable to master and comfortable for the pack! Receive your
individual labor instructions from Beta Females Fran and Darla and let's get to it!" Of
course Kaylee would have the greatest task of all... supervising.
"Yes Alpha Female!" The she wolves all declared and began to break rank and chat excited
along themselves about the scope of the project they were undertaking as they made their
way to pick up a slip of paper with their particular spot in the house and particular task
for removing the inside doors and expanding the size of the door frames and the
removing of furniture that couldn't hold their weight and would simply be uncomfortable
to their tails among other things.
"I wonder if we'll be able to recognize the place once we're done!" Said one she-wolf to
another who happened to be next to her smiling.
The other she wolf smiled back, "Hey! I barely recognize me but I know that it's gonna be
new and improved too!"