Kevin did get his rematch against Jenny, ten times, on the eleventh time he had
memorized her play style enough that he was able to score a win and then some there
after, forcing Jenny to readjust her strategy as her character again fell off the platform off
screen scoring as a win to Kevin. After that, the four pups played in a four way free for all,
with Kaylee sitting back and watching happily. The best part was of course, of all of this,
was that she'd have something to relate to with her pups. She knew that they were too
young for some of the shows she had used to watch as Kyle, and now having different
tastes in what was desirable she found that she didn't care as much for the shows that
were based greatly on physical appeal. 'Oh well, not that a big loss, not when I've got
Master waiting for me each night.' Kaylee thought.
Kaylee giggled when they decided to have a three against one tournament with all the
brown-red furred pups against the black furred pup Jenny and proclaimed Smash Queen.
To be fair, Jenny proved as tough as nails and had quickly figured out which characters had
the biggest unfair advantage.
Mr. P said, "I just don't get it, how can you find something like this entertaining? Books are
better."
"I guess it's an acquired taste." Kaylee said simply not feeling like a debate right now.
"If you say so." Mr. P. said.
"It's only for today..." Kaylee responded.
Mr. P this time said nothing.
++++
"Remember we work in pairs here!" Cobalt shouted, "We're here on our own until the glass
pups come back for us so if one of us gets hurt we have to look after them, and stay out of
the surf, or you're likely to get bitten by a sea snake or step on a rock fish or something
else nasty lethal!"
Opal shouted also, "If your partner is hurt and can be moved bring them back here with
us! If they can't be moved call for help! If no help comes soon then come back here!"
"Garnet you're with Amber, find out how big this island really is! Lazuli, you're with
Amethyst, now don't give me that look! Coral with Touramline! Ruby with Emerald! Jasper
you're with Goldie and examine the animals if there are any and keep track but don't do
anything stupid! Topaz and Cornelian you two scout out the plant life don't eat anything
until showing it to the others! Now let's move!"
Cobalt looked at Opal, "How'd I do?"
"Lovely." Opal licked her cheek.
++++++++++
As Garnet and Amber circled the island, Garnet began huffing and puffing.
"I can gather this information already," Garnet said, "This island's big."
"Yep! I'd most decidedly say that! We're like Columbus setting foot on North America!"
"Uh, Columbus never technically -landed- on North-"
"Except we don't have any indigenous people to greet us!"
"And that is a GOOD thing Amber! I'd rather we didn't have to deal with nice friendly
people who'd turn out to be blood thirsty cannibals."
"Oh come on! This island's in the middle of nowhere, if they ate each other, they'd all die
out! Just like the Atlantians!"
"Amber did you stay awake through a history class in your life?"
"I usually took another class and I had my friends do my notes for me, why do you ask?"
".. never mind..."
Amber let it drop, "It sure is beautiful here isn't it?"
"If you don't mind not having running toilets, and no refrigerator."
"Oh don't spoil the mood Garnet, sure it's not good to not have those things, but look at
this place, a natural pristine place and here we are naked and one with nature."
"Unless you're planning to give up sleeping under a roof and everything else related to
civilization it's not 'one with nature' in the literal sense."
"Oh lighten up Garnet."
A sing song voice echoed through the trees, "Oh the hill~ are alive with the sound of
music~!"
They looked at each other and said, "Amethyst."
+++++++++++++
In the People's Republic of China, the wolf pups were in a small store trying on a selection
of cheongsam. Or rather, they were of the -reflections- of the cheongsam at least.
"So many gray suits and gray dresses, and they all look the same, how droll." Abbey
commented, the hypocrisy with her mothers completely going over her head.
Alice looked at her cousins/half-sisters, "I think become like me has done wonders for
your vocabulary as well as your writing."
"I know! I didn't even realize it before! It's so cool!" Abbey nodded happily.
"Everyone is crowded." Samantha commented, "I'm glade that they're just all reflections, I
wouldn't be able to breath in that mess."
"We do not breath at all in the outside world. So that is a moot point." Alice said simply.
"Oh right, still getting used to some of this." Samantha said.
"Hey." Abbey suggested, "Why don't we go outside and see if there's anyone who can do
our hair up in here after we bring them in?" Abbey asked.
Martha said very quick with her two heads, "That would NOT be a good idea Mistress
Abbey! China is... a very strict country... if we look like we don't belong, we'll get in
trouble."
"Oh, that's too bad." Abbey lamented ever so slightly.
"Which do you think looks better? Imperial Purple or Imperial Yellow?" Samantha held up
the two child sized cheongsam.
"I would chose the purple dress," Alice said, "It adds a nice contrast to your fur cousin."
"Really? Kay." Samantha responded.
Martha thought amused on weather or not she'd have enough arms to carry all the dresses
back to the manor. Or rather, the manor's reflection. 'It's strange, they're all just
reflections, but they're real as far as Mistress Alice and her cousins are concerned.
Incredible. It's almost a pity they can't wear them in the real world. Then again, we're all
naked and free in that reality... '
++++++++
Jensen sat down next to Kaylee as the pups played. Jensen put an arm around Kaylee, she
didn't resist, after all, she had been created to be submissive to his wishes. He leaned over
to her.
"Kaylee..."
"Yes Master?"
"I have a favor to ask of you."
"Anything Master."
"When I created you from Kyle, you were made to merely submit to my wills and desires
and adore me and nothing else."
"And I DO adore you Master, and live to see you happy."
"But you became more than that... you took on a life all your own... you think, you feel,
you are. ... Kaylee, what I want is very simple."
"Then ask it of me Master!"
"Don't call me Master anyway."
"M-master, I mean, what?"
".... I love you. You're my mate and my Alpha Female, you are not my property... "
Kaylee looked at Jensen with eyes that grew larger and larger.
"And since I love you, I can't think of you as a servant... please, call me Jen', Jesen, Dear,
Dearest, Hansom, Big Bad Wolf... but not Master... you're not my slave, not anymore."
Kaylee felt something in her brain break, then with tears in her eyes she hugged him
exclaiming, "I LOVE YOU TOO!" The two giant wolves twisted around each other on the
coach, kissing as passionately as they could with her muzzles.
The pups didn't notice as they played their video game. Mr. P covered his eyes and let out
a small howl.
Neither Kyle nor Jennifer, or later Kaylee or Jensen had ever felt so whole as they did in
that moment.
"Can you still share me with the triplets?" Jensen asked a bit later.
"They love you as much as I do M-m..dear..it would be wrong if I didn't..."
"Thank you, I know."
++++++++
Mary walked down the street reading War and Peace on occasion. Thinking she was a tiny
bit more cultured than people who walked and text at the same time, she had only -
nearly- walked into a street lamp after all. Most of her classmates thought she was
bonkers for wanting to read a book that long that wasn't a class assignment, but she
ignored it. 'Mark Twain said a classic was what everyone wants to have read but no one
wants to read, well, here I am reading Mr. Twain.'
'So many characters.. but he handles them all so well.' It was a good thing Leo Tolstory
was such a good writer, otherwise Mary thought that for the average writer with this many
characters would eventually cause the story to slow down to a crawl and possible result in
some characters being lost in the fold for no good reason. 'And my cousin said anime
shows tended to have oversized casts.'
Mary was so caught in the whitewash of the Russian winter that she took a wrong turn,
then took one more wrong turn, and ended up in a neck of the neighborhood she really
shouldn't have been in.
That was when she bumped into the man wearing the trench coat and and big brim hat.
She stepped back some and realized she was in a side road between buildings with a
mural to world peace on one wall and a abstract tile mosaic on the other.
"Oh excuse me." She said and took a step to walk around the man when he stepped in her
way.
"M-my, a-arn't you pretty." His hands were gloved, but the way he moved suggested he
wasn't exactly young.
Mary remembered the pepper spray she had in her back pocket and reached one hand
halfway there casually just in case however.
"Thank you."
"I used to be pretty too... " Said the man holding his hat down. "And I used to attract all
sorts of pretties. I only made'em be useful. But nobody saw it that way..."
"Right." mary put her book down and took a step back.
"It wasn't fair after either. I served my time. They had no right. But that one stupid she-
cop outside the parole board! Long curly hair, mammies like melons, she expected
anyone to take her serious? I told her what I thought of a slut like her.. she had no right
dammit! No right! Everything would have been perfect if not for her!"
Now Mary did grab the pepper stray in her back pocket and got ready to run right after
take a few steps back.
"Stupid beotch, she said I'd never do what I did ever again. She some crap about me
looking like I did on the inside! Stupid beotch!"
The wind blew hard, the hat went off his head before he could grab it. And Mary saw it, the
face of a winkled old man, with skin redder than the worst sunburn, and a pair of horns
sticking out of his forehead like knifes.
Mary heard herself scream, then she sprayed the pepper spray in his face, and turned and
ran.
"Transform or Dare little beotch!"
He heard the monster shout.
Mary felt herself trip on something and fall down, she knew there hadn't been anything in
her path.
"What?" Mary said turning around for whatever reason ready to give the maniac a second
spray of need be.
"Say Dare and be my slut! Say Transform and I'll fix you good!"
"You're the one who shouldn't be able to have kittens!" Mary retorted.
"Wait a bit and say nothin' and you can be both! Just wait just a little bit longer..."
Mary remembered, all the rumors, all the sightings, all the stories of friends of a friend...
it couldn't be. But she remembered when talking with her friends once she said she'd
rather be a freak then turned into some puppet!
"Transform!"
"PST! You're such a beotch! Now you can be a kitty, a widdle kitty girl! A little widdle kitty
girl! You can be just the right 'size' for me!"
The maniac retrieved his hat. Mary suddenly felt herself shrinking, or rather her clothes
getting bigger. No, more than that, she saw her chest under neath her bra and blouse
begin to dissolve faster than the rest of her, she felt something push between the two
sides of her rear and out of her spine and it hurt! She finally had the wits to stand up in
the mist of this abject insanity her skirt falling down she stood, her blouse quickly
becoming a one piece dress in comparison. She felt her ears move to the corners of her
head and her face push out like grabbed by some invisible hand as her body become like
clay. Her senses exploded in force as she realized just how horrible this monster stank!
Reddish gold fur began to cover her body at an alarming fate as she felt her feet mutate
and warp, her bra falling useless around her ankles her shoes and shocks no longer the
right shape for her feet. she kicked them off and tried to run but trip again... this time, it
was on her own tail. Her tail! Her hair... was that HER HAIR falling OUT!?
The monster took her shoulder, "That right, nice and pretty, no gonna give me any trouble
now are ya?"
Now feeling fear the likes of which Mary screamed, she felt something push out of her
fingers, and clawed at the monster's face. He screamed, cursed and snarled. "Cat-beotch!
Teach you manners!"
Now that she had a different angle, she saw the clopping of hooves underneath his long
jacket and the snakeish movements of a spade pointed tail. He took hold of both her
wrists.
A black mass of something came down screaming and hissing onto his face, doing even
worse than she had. He let go of her, she ran, she just ran, her blouse the only thing now
covering her.
The maniac -tore- the black cat away from his face and bits of flesh too and chased after
her, holding onto his hat all caution or reason thrown to the winds.
Mary ran, and ran until she was back along people and kept running, the monster
followed, she ran across the street, the monster followed... and the bush was not able to
stop in time.
The black coated monster went sailing, half his bone broken on the first impact, then the
rest broken on the second. He died on the way to the emergency.
Mary backed away from all of this with wide eyes... everyone was concerned over the man
who had just been hit by a bus, not the little girl backing away from the crowd. The fact
she had fur and a tail didn't seem to register with anyone as 'wrong' let alone she was
wearing a teenager's blouse as a dress.
"Are you okay, relatively speaking?"
Mary turned and yelped, it was the black cat from the alley.
"You-you, you spoke?!"
"You can understand me?! I'm just meowing! I guess it must be like Trevor."
"Who?"
"Never mind. Miss is anything broken? Are you hurt anywhere?"
"... no I... don't think so but... what just happened to me?!"
"You were Transformed by the Game, the curse of Glendale, heard of it?"
"I thought it was a myth!"
"Welcome to cold hard reality. Miss, I know this is all very confusing and horrid but... right
now I... I need you. Or rather, a friend of mine does. Oh and I think this is yours."
The cat dragged foreword a book and a small carry bag, now rather like a child's purse to
Mary.
Mary took the items and looked at the black cat.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Judas. My human is Father Michael. I hate to say this but we really do need
you. You now have the power of the game for one turn now that it's been given to you...
and, we really need your help."
This was too much for Mary and she knelt down then had to side sideways a bit due to her
tail poking her. "I wanna go home..."
"I can appreciate that, but -please- a lot of innocent people are going to depend on you."
"This is why some bad TV show! You just HAPPENED to come by and help me when I run
into that ... that thing for the first time in my life? The first time I run into something from
this 'game?' "
"Have you? Or did you just run into something you couldn't ignore before?"
Her current state made Mary think about a girl with a cat ears and tail that looked very
reality came out of a pet store looking in shock.
"But still! How do I know you didn't lure that man to me or something so I'd help you?"
"What would be the logic in that if he had a turn and was a friend of mine, why would I
ask him to change you if it was only to ask for your help?"
Mary had to admit that made some sense.
She sighed. "So this game, how does it work?"
Judas laid it down, the five person limit, the one minute time limit, the limit of being in
Glendale, and all the other research his Master had done on the game, giving the girl a
very clear picture of it.
"Isn't it cute seeing her meowing to that cat?" Said a happy couple as they passed by.
"What-" Mary exclaimed.
"When you speak to humans you're speaking your own language, when you speak to me
you're speaking felidae."
"Feli-what?"
"Cat-speak."
"Oh."
"Look, I understand that this a lot to take in. But seriously, my friends are going to need
your help! Someone has... for lack of a better word been trying to 'win' the game as it were
rather than just it for petty spite like it was created for and from what I've been told has
already caused a lot of damage... Please. Help me."
".... How do I know I can trust a cat?"
"I give you my word as a Christian."
"You're joking!"
Judas groaned, "Why does everyone say that?"
"How can you be-"
"Do I ask why you have your philosophical view of the universe? Look... my friends need
you, you now have a power that encourages those who have it use it for selfish and small
things... but it doesn't need to be that way. ... Now please... will you help me help my
friends?"
Mary sat still for several minutes, the sun feeling very odd against her fur. Finally she
sighed, "Fine, okay, the world's already gone mad so why don't I go all the way down the
rabbit hole."
"I promise there are no rabbits involved in this."
"... never mind... can we go now?"
"Thank you, you have no idea how much help you can be with the turn you now hold... I
would never ask this of someone normally and I'd leave you be, but there is a lot at stake."
"So you wouldn't helped me back there if I didn't have a 'turn'?"
"I would have helped you anyway, that's what being a good Christian IS!"
"What about my mom and dad? What are they going to say when they see me?"
"It's possible they're already redecorating your room to suit your new age and taking out
your old stuffed toys and your friends will be suddenly thinking about getting you dolls
rather than CeeDee's for your birthday. All depending on the game's attitude. Assuming
they haven't forgotten you entirely if the game chose to just be sadistic. On the plus side it
means no one is going to call for the zoo when they see you."
"That's impossible!"
"So is technically according to the laws of science what just happened to you."
Mary sighed and looked at Judas, "Lead the way."
"Thank you Mary, just, thank you."
Judas lead the little girl to Father Mike's church. Mary couldn't believe how little attention
people were giving her besides the idea of a girl her age not being accompanied by
anyone. She had her tail stepped on twice before she realized she could conscious control
it.
The Father, who Mary was surprised had a monkey's tail (and what was more surprising
what that she hadn't thought about how weird it was he had a monkey's tail before). The
man took one look at her, and knelt down and said, "I'm here to help. Tell me how it
happened."
Mary did so.
"I need to call some friends, make yourself conformable, I'll be right back."
Father Mike left to the back of the church. Mary looked at the baptismal fountain, and
feeling curious suddenly, climbed up over the edge and looked down, she startled at what
she saw and almost fell in.
"I-I-I-I'm... " She looked herself now with her head on straight, "I'm a lion?"
"It would explain why you're now 'baled.'" Judas said calmly coming up the other side,
"Only male lions have manes, and you are decidedly still a girl, and thus wouldn't logically
have a 'mane' or 'hair.' Just fur."
"I just can believe I didn't do anything to depend myself WHILE he was playing that horrid
'game.' "
"Father Mike seems to think that the game twists fate so a exchange can't be interrupted
until the victim gives their answer. Of course there's no way to know for sure. And it's just
possible it's just a dulling of the senses... and before you ask, I didn't think you were
going to need my help until after he said the words of the game."
"I see..."
Mary's parents had expected her to be out all day, and Mary told herself this entire mess
would be cleaned up before she got home anyway so she felt no need to call them about
all this yet..
Father Mike returned with a pink set of overalls Mary's new size and a white t-shirt with a
glitter unicorn on the front also her new size. Sadly, no shoes or socks could fit her new
paws. When Mary said with stereotypical suspicion on where the clothes had come from,
Father Mike said with a trace of indignation that it was from the charity donation bin.
Mary in a low voice apologized which Father Mike accepted gracefully.
Naturally a hole needed to be cut for her tail, and sadly there were no undies in the
donation bin, still, it felt better than going around naked.. or that was what Mary told
herself as the heat of her fur and the clothes she was wearing built up.
A while later a fifty year old African woman dressed like a fortune teller, a orangoutang
wearing a crucifix, and a tom tabby with bandages around one beg being carried by the
woman entered the church.
The elder woman knelt down and looked Mary on eye level, "Hello Mary... I am Madam
Serenity, this is Trevor, and this is Paul, we have a lot to talk about."
Mary only nodded.