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Part 1 HERE", "writing": " Jenna stared at the hallway where Lapis went. She’d been gone for what felt like an hour to get snacks. If the grandfather clock could be judged as accurate then only ten minutes had passed. Jenna didn’t trust it. It didn’t take ten minutes for someone to bring snacks and drinks back. \n \n “Are you going to roll?” Sam asked. The wolf had an annoyed tone to her voice that had less to do with Jenna’s lack of follow through and more with her own poor luck. Thanks to a combination of bad rolls and unfortunate draws, the wolf had been stripped of her clothes as well as had her arms pulled back with a leather sleeve and her legs locked by shackles. Anyone else would have accepted defeat then and there since she couldn’t roll without asking someone to roll for her. Lapis, the sweet blue fox that she was, happily answered the request. Meanwhile Jenna kept hoping to roll a gag for Sam.\n \n Honestly nothing stopped her from doing it now. Find a gag, strap it over the wolf’s face, and just declare victory. It’s not like Sam would actually say no and Lapis was always eager to submit. And since it was her turn, she could just roll and see Lapis’s absence as permission to skip, then just ignore Sam and declare victory. \n \n None of that felt satisfying. What’s the point of winning if it's handed to you? Jenna sighed and said, “Where do you think Shane went off to?”\n \n “Shane?” Sam asked. Jenna nodded. As much as she wanted Lapis to hurry up, she didn’t like badmouthing her pets. Shane wasn’t hers though, and was thus fair game. “Why do you care?” the wolf asked. \n \n Jenna paused. She sat straight with crossed legs over the dark green carpet. “Just wondering where she's been since running off. She can’t be jacking it, else we would have heard it by now.”\n \n “She’s not that loud,” Sam argued.\n \n Jenna nodded, “Fair. She’s usually gagged just generally because her voice can be too much.”\n \n Sam rolled her eyes. With effort, she rolled herself back up to lean against the foot of a leather chair. “Why do you do that?”\n \n “Do what?”\n \n “Antagonize Shane. You know how she gets.”\n \n Jenna grinned. “That, my dear, is precisely why I antagonize her. Far be it from the rivalry I have with her mistress, or whatever jealousy she thinks I have when she ‘takes’ Lapis away from me. She has this overinflated sense of importance.”\n \n “She does not,” Sam said with a scoff.\n \n Jenna leered at the bound wolf, “Just because she doesn’t expect people to kiss her feet doesn’t mean she doesn’t have a big ego. She takes everything far too personally. Eventually I started making it personal just to avoid the headache of guessing what I did to make her mad.”\n \n “So…you chose to actually bully her.”\n \n Jenna laughed. It was one of those haughty laughs every villainess in some period peace had. “Heavens, no. Well, I suppose it is bullying in some way. Personally, I just see it as teasing and, if she really wanted me to stop, she’d say it to my face.”\n \n Could that be what it was all about? Jenna shook her head and scoffed at her own logic, but the nagging feeling bit at her like a gnat. After five more minutes of waiting with no sign of Lapis, Jenna decided to roll anyway. Her spot made her draw a card which had a gag on it. It just so happened to make her notice the ring gag on the couch. \n \n “Well, sucks to be you,” Sam said with a smug grin. “But at least I won’t hear you complain anymore.”\n \n Jenna smiled back. Not in a playful way. More in a manner that told Sam she made a mistake. “Wait…” the wolf said, trying to back away in her bonds as Jenna took the gag. “You can’t do that. That’s cheating.”\n \n “Oh, shush,” Jenna said. She slipped around the wolf and yanked the ring-gag behind her teeth. Sam’s wailing didn’t amount of much and it wasn’t the first time the caribou needed to wrangle the wolf. A good slap on her ass kept her in line. “Game’s pretty much over anyways. Might as well get Lapis here before we have the real fun. Maybe Shane if she learns to behave.”\n \n Leaving Sam wriggling in unfair defeat, Jenna headed to the hallway and called for Lapis. \n \n No answer. \n \n That wouldn’t do. Jenna would have to spank her pet later. She scoured the first floor for any sign of the blue furred fox and came up empty. Just as she was about to check outside she heard a thud upstairs. Several thuds. Footprints? Jenna grimaced at the idea that Lapis and Shane were doing something without her. That just wouldn’t do at all. \n \n With haste she climbed up the steps, calling Lapis’s name. Silence answered her. The second floor hallway was bereft of life save for a crack of light in one of the doorways. Jenna found no one inside. All that occupied the room was a dresser and a mannequin. \n \n The door closed without her noticing. It didn’t budge when Jenna tried to pull it open. There was a click. Someone locked it. Jenna slammed the door, “This isn’t funny, Shane!” she shouted. No one answered, save for the creaking wood.\n \n Jenna didn’t spend a lot of time in old houses, but she suspected they didn’t creak that often. Especially not behind her. The caribou turned around, eyes wide at the sight of a dresser with its doors wide open and shadowy hands reaching out for her. They clasped her mouth before she could scream, followed by each of her four limbs to immobilize her and pull her in.\n \n Shadowy fingers tore at her clothes. Cold hands ran through her fur, probing her most sensitive bits. Rope weaves through the nooks and crannies of her body and pressed tight, pushing her breasts and cock out for anyone to abuse. \n \n Said abuser came in the form of the hard white hands of the mannequin. It slowly shifted in form, replacing its blank head with the mask of a caribou. A mask of her face. Brown fur replaced cold white wood. Its flat chest bulged with hefty breasts with black areolas. Two small antlers popped up from its skull. Jenna peered down to see a mirror of her own cock hang between the doppelganger’s legs, slowly growing erect. \n \n “You like what you see,” it said in her voice, smiling with her face. Jenna’s heart froze. Her cock stiffened against all common sense, twitching at the warm hands of her captor. “I can tell you are full of yourself. When we take on someone else’s form we get some of their personal quirks as well as their appearance. It helps sell the transformation. It’s diluted to a point, but if this wave of self-confidence is anything to go by, you’re on the tipping point of delusion. It’s almost like a drug.”\n \n The doppelganger stepped back to model its newfound form. It kicked out a leg and hefted both breasts with its hands. “I mean, just look at this body. You must spend time at the gym. A little dieting perhaps? Nothing too crazy.” A hand moved down to the black cock standing tall, slipping past the balls to expose the pussy hidden underneath. “But there’s some vulnerability here. You keep it out of reach of anyone except those closest to you, and even then you’re worried about showing it. It’s cute. Pathetic, but cute.”\n \n The wooden hands covering Jenna’s mouth shifted to spread her mouth wide. It turned whatever scream of anger she had into a whine of surprise. The doppelganger stepped up, its cock bracing Jenna’s own rigid shaft. “You think this cock shields you? You have no idea how vulnerable it can be, do you?” Pressure grew as the warm meat ground against her cock. Jenna’s bindings held her steady as the doppelganger rubbed their matching cocks together. The copy suckled her hanging tongue as their bodies pressed together, pushing her back against the wall. \n \n “Oh?” The doppelganger said as Jenna’s breaths grew heavy. “Oh, this is a fantasy of yours, isn’t it? You’ve played sub before, but have always found it wanting. So who better to dominate you than you?” It pulled her tongue between two fingers and spat into her open maw. Jenna moaned deeply despite herself. “How pathetic you are. So obsessed with your reflection.”\n \n Her bindings forced Jenna to kneel just under the shadow of her doppelganger’s cock. It clasped her headfur to better angle her mouth towards the stiff rod. “Well, show me how well you know you’re on cock. Surely you’ve practiced before.”\n \n Inch by inch the shaft pushed down Jenna’s maw. She gagged and couched, but the doppelganger gave her enough time to adjust. Not enough for comfort, but Jenna would have done the same. Watching her playthings struggle was just so fun. Especially when they look up with tears in their eyes as she did now, only to meet the sadistic glee of the caribou above them. The sight sent shivers of delight down Jenna’s spine, followed by the shaft digging deeper down her throat. \n \n Her doppelganger shivered. “Oh my…that’s a rush.” It grabbed her skull with both hands, holding it steady to force the cock down. Jenna’s straining grunts and moans with her bulging throat only made her doppelganger more pleased. Just as it would if it was her. \n \n “Oh fuck,” it said, picking up speed. “Oh fuck. You sadistic cunt. You love watching your bitches squirm. I know because every little twitch you make has me pushing more. I can’t help it. Whatever control you have is phenomenal. Shame I don’t share that.”\n \n The room echoed with Jenna’s moans mixed with the wet slap of her doppelganger’s cock down her throat. Its rhythmic thrusts slapped balls against her chin, hefty with whatever copy of her seed the doppelganger had to offer. \n \n The door of the room opened midway through the doppelganger’s fun. With what little focus she could muster, Jenna peered to the door. The dresser blocked her vision, but her ears picked up the voices when her doppelganger stopped fucking her. \n \n “Can you hurry up already?” Shane’s voice said, a doppelganger judging by her lack of concern. Even Shane would freak out at a clone of Jenna fucking herself. “We’ve got one more to deal with.”\n \n “Let me have my fun,” Jenna’s doppelganger said, “You’d think the same if you got this one. It’s scary how much of her I’m getting at a fraction of her personality.”\n \n “Is she that intense?” Asked Lapis’s voice. Jenna whined at the realization her favorite pet fell victim to these insidious things. Now the only one who could help them was Sam, the same Sam she left bound and gagged in the living room. \n \n Her doppelganger laughed. “Intense? Just looking at you makes me want to force you to your knees and make you reevaluate your decisions in life. Yeah, she’s intense. Why don’t you both just leave for the last one and I enjoy this on my own? Not like I needed help with it.”\n The dresser creaked in offense to that. “Right, sorry,” the doppelganger sighed, “She’s a bit of a narcissist.”\n \n The Shane doppelganger made a tsking noise that was oh so familiar to Jenna. “Fine. But don’t delay when we call for the gathering.”\n \n “Sure, sure. Have fun.” Jenna’s doppelganger eyed her down once its friends left, “Now, let’s see how much fun I can have before that.”\n \n ***\n \n Sam’s bindings allowed her to adopt the way of the worm. She crawled her way toward the kitchen, hoping to find Lapis to set her loose so she could turn her bindings around on Jenna. The caribou needed some karmic justice after all.\n \n So when she did finally see Lapis she was happy. That happiness turned to confusion when Lapis lacked her bindings from the game. Confusion turned to straight horror when a wooden mannequin entered the house with a metal bucket of something black and squirming.\n \n “I told you to be subtle,” Lapis chastised the mannequin. The mannequin pointed to Sam’s writhing bound body and pantomimed what the wolf assumed was an argument about how no one expected Sam to move. It didn’t matter. Sam was trying to crawl away. The mannequin dragged her back to the living room by her ankles, right where Shane was waiting with a knowing smile. \n \n It wasn’t Shane. \n \n “All alone and trussed up like a chicken. It’s almost like the sacrifices of old,” Not-Shane said, chuckling to itself as it paced around the bound wolf. “Not that I’m complaining. Besides, you do look good in those binds.” \n \n Sam hissed a swear but her gag silenced it. The doppelgangers laughed, save for the mannequin without a mouth, which instead kneeled down to drop a bucket of something heavy next to Sam. Keen eyes caught something black and writhing overflow from the top of it. The mannequin pulled her focus away to it where she watched it steadily take on her shape. Her brown fur, her black headfur with blue highlights, her light blue eyes and the matching areolas as it appeared naked as her. It stretched its mouth wide in a yawn in her voice. \n \n “Finally,” her doppelganger said, “You all have no idea how much it sucks being the last one to get a mouth. You ever try negotiating with charades?” \n \n “You shouldn’t have had to,” Not-Lapis said, pointing to the bucket, “We had a deal for those.”\n \n “Yeah, well, things got lost in translation.” Not-Sam said, “I had to do a little dance and everything. You’d think an eldritch being of ooze and latex would find other things amusing but me having to do whatever the latest dances are was one of them.”\n \n “How very interesting,” Not-Shane said with Shane levels of sarcasm. “Can we get back to tormenting our guest? These things aren’t going to infest themselves.” Not-Shane stuck a hand into the bucket and pulled out a shiny black dildo, only it was wriggling like some sort of worm. Sam tried to inch away but two pairs of hands held her down, her doppelganger especially keeping her head up. If it weren’t for the gag she’d start biting people. Damn it all, Jenna. \n \n The black cock bulged against the ring gag. Not-Shane pushed it through just enough before it wormed down Sam’s throat unaided. The wolf coughed, spasmed, and choked the writhing creature, but it refused to be expelled. Its base, a pair of false balls, braced the ring. \n \n Then it melted. Sam felt only the icky cool ooze of an almost syrupy substance flow over her face. With fervor she shook her head but the ooze refused to fall off, instead spreading around her head. It covered her nostrils to stop her breathing, freeing them when she stopped fighting it. Her eyes darted for mercy but none came from the smiling faces of those masked as her friends. \n \n Her vision grew black, as dark as a blindfold over her eyes. Her hearing became muffled as the cold goo covered her ears. The ooze pressed down entirely on her head as if forming a new mold around her head. She was blind, deaf, and dumb, even when the ooze clear enough for an entrance of her ring gag. The very gag itself had dissolved into nothing, replaced with more fleshy oozy bits holding her mouth open. \n \n Then more were dropped upon her. They wriggled and writhed, crawling and flailing over her body as if they were as hindered as her. The ooze over her mouth closed as she cried out, leaving her a mute mess struggling to knock the living dildos off. The doppelgangers held her down, their laughs dulled and words muffled, but their sadistic glee was clear. One even spread Sam’s legs as far as the bindings allowed for, inviting the living toys inside. \n \n Her back arched when the cold slimy toys snaked up her cunt. Another pushed up her asshole, spreading her rim wide enough to slither inside. As with the one in her maw they melted, seeping out to crawl over her body. The ooze crawled halfway up her stomach before stopping, with another cock sinking inside her to add to the goo. They filled her until the entirety of her body was covered. The bindings holding her limbs had melted away but her arms and legs were no longer in her control. It was as though a hivemind moved her body like a marionette, standing her straight and dancing her around where she could do nothing but panic and pray she hit no one. \n \n \n ***\n \n Shane’s doppelganger took a moment to admire the dancing doll before commanding its fellow doppelgangers to get the rest of the guests back. Sam’s doppelganger opted to stay and watch its new pretty ballerina, which everyone relented on because it was a good show at least. \n \n The real Shane was, of course, not willing to head downstairs easily. She needed to be motivated and, when that didn’t work, some creative bondage had her walking on all fours down the stays like a proper bitch. Jenna was similar but required some carrying by her doppelganger. Lapis was the most compliant, having all of her rebellion tuckered out from the gremlins she was lent to. \n \n The doppelgangers set their prey down on the couch for some last minute comfort. Sam’s doppelganger even allowed her eyes and ears free to listen to what was to be said. It would be important.\n \n “I’m sure you’re all very confused, but don’t worry. We’re freeing you at the end of your stay. This isn’t one of ‘those’ kind of sacrifices. We take care of our offerings,” Shane’s doppelganger said with a smile, “Nothing is free after all. You were going to pay with something.” \n \n All eyes turned on Shane. She crumbled into her bindings. \n \n Shane’s doppelganger clapped its hands for attention. “But don’t worry. We like you all so much that we’re going to extend your visit from a day to a week. By the time we’re done, well, you might never want to leave.”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "       Jenna stared at the hallway where Lapis went. She’d been gone for what felt like an hour to get snacks. If the grandfather clock could be judged as accurate then only ten minutes had passed. Jenna didn’t trust it. It didn’t take ten minutes for someone to bring snacks and drinks back.
      
       “Are you going to roll?” Sam asked. The wolf had an annoyed tone to her voice that had less to do with Jenna’s lack of follow through and more with her own poor luck. Thanks to a combination of bad rolls and unfortunate draws, the wolf had been stripped of her clothes as well as had her arms pulled back with a leather sleeve and her legs locked by shackles. Anyone else would have accepted defeat then and there since she couldn’t roll without asking someone to roll for her. Lapis, the sweet blue fox that she was, happily answered the request. Meanwhile Jenna kept hoping to roll a gag for Sam.
      
       Honestly nothing stopped her from doing it now. Find a gag, strap it over the wolf’s face, and just declare victory. It’s not like Sam would actually say no and Lapis was always eager to submit. And since it was her turn, she could just roll and see Lapis’s absence as permission to skip, then just ignore Sam and declare victory.
      
       None of that felt satisfying. What’s the point of winning if it's handed to you? Jenna sighed and said, “Where do you think Shane went off to?”
      
       “Shane?” Sam asked. Jenna nodded. As much as she wanted Lapis to hurry up, she didn’t like badmouthing her pets. Shane wasn’t hers though, and was thus fair game. “Why do you care?” the wolf asked.
      
       Jenna paused. She sat straight with crossed legs over the dark green carpet. “Just wondering where she's been since running off. She can’t be jacking it, else we would have heard it by now.”
      
       “She’s not that loud,” Sam argued.
      
       Jenna nodded, “Fair. She’s usually gagged just generally because her voice can be too much.”
      
       Sam rolled her eyes. With effort, she rolled herself back up to lean against the foot of a leather chair. “Why do you do that?”
      
       “Do what?”
      
       “Antagonize Shane. You know how she gets.”
      
       Jenna grinned. “That, my dear, is precisely why I antagonize her. Far be it from the rivalry I have with her mistress, or whatever jealousy she thinks I have when she ‘takes’ Lapis away from me. She has this overinflated sense of importance.”
      
       “She does not,” Sam said with a scoff.
      
       Jenna leered at the bound wolf, “Just because she doesn’t expect people to kiss her feet doesn’t mean she doesn’t have a big ego. She takes everything far too personally. Eventually I started making it personal just to avoid the headache of guessing what I did to make her mad.”
      
       “So…you chose to actually bully her.”
      
       Jenna laughed. It was one of those haughty laughs every villainess in some period peace had. “Heavens, no. Well, I suppose it is bullying in some way. Personally, I just see it as teasing and, if she really wanted me to stop, she’d say it to my face.”
      
       Could that be what it was all about? Jenna shook her head and scoffed at her own logic, but the nagging feeling bit at her like a gnat. After five more minutes of waiting with no sign of Lapis, Jenna decided to roll anyway. Her spot made her draw a card which had a gag on it. It just so happened to make her notice the ring gag on the couch.
      
       “Well, sucks to be you,” Sam said with a smug grin. “But at least I won’t hear you complain anymore.”
      
       Jenna smiled back. Not in a playful way. More in a manner that told Sam she made a mistake. “Wait…” the wolf said, trying to back away in her bonds as Jenna took the gag. “You can’t do that. That’s cheating.”
      
       “Oh, shush,” Jenna said. She slipped around the wolf and yanked the ring-gag behind her teeth. Sam’s wailing didn’t amount of much and it wasn’t the first time the caribou needed to wrangle the wolf. A good slap on her ass kept her in line. “Game’s pretty much over anyways. Might as well get Lapis here before we have the real fun. Maybe Shane if she learns to behave.”
      
       Leaving Sam wriggling in unfair defeat, Jenna headed to the hallway and called for Lapis.
      
       No answer.
      
       That wouldn’t do. Jenna would have to spank her pet later. She scoured the first floor for any sign of the blue furred fox and came up empty. Just as she was about to check outside she heard a thud upstairs. Several thuds. Footprints? Jenna grimaced at the idea that Lapis and Shane were doing something without her. That just wouldn’t do at all.
      
       With haste she climbed up the steps, calling Lapis’s name. Silence answered her. The second floor hallway was bereft of life save for a crack of light in one of the doorways. Jenna found no one inside. All that occupied the room was a dresser and a mannequin.
      
       The door closed without her noticing. It didn’t budge when Jenna tried to pull it open. There was a click. Someone locked it. Jenna slammed the door, “This isn’t funny, Shane!” she shouted. No one answered, save for the creaking wood.
      
       Jenna didn’t spend a lot of time in old houses, but she suspected they didn’t creak that often. Especially not behind her. The caribou turned around, eyes wide at the sight of a dresser with its doors wide open and shadowy hands reaching out for her. They clasped her mouth before she could scream, followed by each of her four limbs to immobilize her and pull her in.
        
       Shadowy fingers tore at her clothes. Cold hands ran through her fur, probing her most sensitive bits. Rope weaves through the nooks and crannies of her body and pressed tight, pushing her breasts and cock out for anyone to abuse.
      
       Said abuser came in the form of the hard white hands of the mannequin. It slowly shifted in form, replacing its blank head with the mask of a caribou. A mask of her face. Brown fur replaced cold white wood. Its flat chest bulged with hefty breasts with black areolas. Two small antlers popped up from its skull. Jenna peered down to see a mirror of her own cock hang between the doppelganger’s legs, slowly growing erect.
      
       “You like what you see,” it said in her voice, smiling with her face. Jenna’s heart froze. Her cock stiffened against all common sense, twitching at the warm hands of her captor. “I can tell you are full of yourself. When we take on someone else’s form we get some of their personal quirks as well as their appearance. It helps sell the transformation. It’s diluted to a point, but if this wave of self-confidence is anything to go by, you’re on the tipping point of delusion. It’s almost like a drug.”
      
       The doppelganger stepped back to model its newfound form. It kicked out a leg and hefted both breasts with its hands. “I mean, just look at this body. You must spend time at the gym. A little dieting perhaps? Nothing too crazy.” A hand moved down to the black cock standing tall, slipping past the balls to expose the pussy hidden underneath. “But there’s some vulnerability here. You keep it out of reach of anyone except those closest to you, and even then you’re worried about showing it. It’s cute. Pathetic, but cute.”
      
       The wooden hands covering Jenna’s mouth shifted to spread her mouth wide. It turned whatever scream of anger she had into a whine of surprise. The doppelganger stepped up, its cock bracing Jenna’s own rigid shaft. “You think this cock shields you? You have no idea how vulnerable it can be, do you?” Pressure grew as the warm meat ground against her cock. Jenna’s bindings held her steady as the doppelganger rubbed their matching cocks together. The copy suckled her hanging tongue as their bodies pressed together, pushing her back against the wall.
      
       “Oh?” The doppelganger said as Jenna’s breaths grew heavy. “Oh, this is a fantasy of yours, isn’t it? You’ve played sub before, but have always found it wanting. So who better to dominate you than you?” It pulled her tongue between two fingers and spat into her open maw. Jenna moaned deeply despite herself. “How pathetic you are. So obsessed with your reflection.”
      
       Her bindings forced Jenna to kneel just under the shadow of her doppelganger’s cock. It clasped her headfur to better angle her mouth towards the stiff rod. “Well, show me how well you know you’re on cock. Surely you’ve practiced before.”
      
       Inch by inch the shaft pushed down Jenna’s maw. She gagged and couched, but the doppelganger gave her enough time to adjust. Not enough for comfort, but Jenna would have done the same. Watching her playthings struggle was just so fun. Especially when they look up with tears in their eyes as she did now, only to meet the sadistic glee of the caribou above them. The sight sent shivers of delight down Jenna’s spine, followed by the shaft digging deeper down her throat.
      
       Her doppelganger shivered. “Oh my…that’s a rush.” It grabbed her skull with both hands, holding it steady to force the cock down. Jenna’s straining grunts and moans with her bulging throat only made her doppelganger more pleased. Just as it would if it was her.
      
       “Oh fuck,” it said, picking up speed. “Oh fuck. You sadistic cunt. You love watching your bitches squirm. I know because every little twitch you make has me pushing more. I can’t help it. Whatever control you have is phenomenal. Shame I don’t share that.”
      
       The room echoed with Jenna’s moans mixed with the wet slap of her doppelganger’s cock down her throat. Its rhythmic thrusts slapped balls against her chin, hefty with whatever copy of her seed the doppelganger had to offer.
      
       The door of the room opened midway through the doppelganger’s fun. With what little focus she could muster, Jenna peered to the door. The dresser blocked her vision, but her ears picked up the voices when her doppelganger stopped fucking her.
      
       “Can you hurry up already?” Shane’s voice said, a doppelganger judging by her lack of concern. Even Shane would freak out at a clone of Jenna fucking herself. “We’ve got one more to deal with.”
      
       “Let me have my fun,” Jenna’s doppelganger said, “You’d think the same if you got this one. It’s scary how much of her I’m getting at a fraction of her personality.”
      
       “Is she that intense?” Asked Lapis’s voice. Jenna whined at the realization her favorite pet fell victim to these insidious things. Now the only one who could help them was Sam, the same Sam she left bound and gagged in the living room.
      
       Her doppelganger laughed. “Intense? Just looking at you makes me want to force you to your knees and make you reevaluate your decisions in life. Yeah, she’s intense. Why don’t you both just leave for the last one and I enjoy this on my own? Not like I needed help with it.”
       The dresser creaked in offense to that. “Right, sorry,” the doppelganger sighed, “She’s a bit of a narcissist.”
      
       The Shane doppelganger made a tsking noise that was oh so familiar to Jenna. “Fine. But don’t delay when we call for the gathering.”
      
       “Sure, sure. Have fun.” Jenna’s doppelganger eyed her down once its friends left, “Now, let’s see how much fun I can have before that.”
      
       ***
      
       Sam’s bindings allowed her to adopt the way of the worm. She crawled her way toward the kitchen, hoping to find Lapis to set her loose so she could turn her bindings around on Jenna. The caribou needed some karmic justice after all.
      
       So when she did finally see Lapis she was happy. That happiness turned to confusion when Lapis lacked her bindings from the game. Confusion turned to straight horror when a wooden mannequin entered the house with a metal bucket of something black and squirming.
      
       “I told you to be subtle,” Lapis chastised the mannequin. The mannequin pointed to Sam’s writhing bound body and pantomimed what the wolf assumed was an argument about how no one expected Sam to move. It didn’t matter. Sam was trying to crawl away. The mannequin dragged her back to the living room by her ankles, right where Shane was waiting with a knowing smile.
      
       It wasn’t Shane.
      
       “All alone and trussed up like a chicken. It’s almost like the sacrifices of old,” Not-Shane said, chuckling to itself as it paced around the bound wolf. “Not that I’m complaining. Besides, you do look good in those binds.”
      
       Sam hissed a swear but her gag silenced it. The doppelgangers laughed, save for the mannequin without a mouth, which instead kneeled down to drop a bucket of something heavy next to Sam. Keen eyes caught something black and writhing overflow from the top of it. The mannequin pulled her focus away to it where she watched it steadily take on her shape. Her brown fur, her black headfur with blue highlights, her light blue eyes and the matching areolas as it appeared naked as her. It stretched its mouth wide in a yawn in her voice.
      
       “Finally,” her doppelganger said, “You all have no idea how much it sucks being the last one to get a mouth. You ever try negotiating with charades?”
      
       “You shouldn’t have had to,” Not-Lapis said, pointing to the bucket, “We had a deal for those.”
      
       “Yeah, well, things got lost in translation.” Not-Sam said, “I had to do a little dance and everything. You’d think an eldritch being of ooze and latex would find other things amusing but me having to do whatever the latest dances are was one of them.”
      
       “How very interesting,” Not-Shane said with Shane levels of sarcasm. “Can we get back to tormenting our guest? These things aren’t going to infest themselves.” Not-Shane stuck a hand into the bucket and pulled out a shiny black dildo, only it was wriggling like some sort of worm. Sam tried to inch away but two pairs of hands held her down, her doppelganger especially keeping her head up. If it weren’t for the gag she’d start biting people. Damn it all, Jenna.
      
       The black cock bulged against the ring gag. Not-Shane pushed it through just enough before it wormed down Sam’s throat unaided. The wolf coughed, spasmed, and choked the writhing creature, but it refused to be expelled. Its base, a pair of false balls, braced the ring.
      
       Then it melted. Sam felt only the icky cool ooze of an almost syrupy substance flow over her face. With fervor she shook her head but the ooze refused to fall off, instead spreading around her head. It covered her nostrils to stop her breathing, freeing them when she stopped fighting it. Her eyes darted for mercy but none came from the smiling faces of those masked as her friends.
      
       Her vision grew black, as dark as a blindfold over her eyes. Her hearing became muffled as the cold goo covered her ears. The ooze pressed down entirely on her head as if forming a new mold around her head. She was blind, deaf, and dumb, even when the ooze clear enough for an entrance of her ring gag. The very gag itself had dissolved into nothing, replaced with more fleshy oozy bits holding her mouth open.
      
       Then more were dropped upon her. They wriggled and writhed, crawling and flailing over her body as if they were as hindered as her. The ooze over her mouth closed as she cried out, leaving her a mute mess struggling to knock the living dildos off. The doppelgangers held her down, their laughs dulled and words muffled, but their sadistic glee was clear. One even spread Sam’s legs as far as the bindings allowed for, inviting the living toys inside.
      
       Her back arched when the cold slimy toys snaked up her cunt. Another pushed up her asshole, spreading her rim wide enough to slither inside. As with the one in her maw they melted, seeping out to crawl over her body. The ooze crawled halfway up her stomach before stopping, with another cock sinking inside her to add to the goo. They filled her until the entirety of her body was covered. The bindings holding her limbs had melted away but her arms and legs were no longer in her control. It was as though a hivemind moved her body like a marionette, standing her straight and dancing her around where she could do nothing but panic and pray she hit no one.
      
      
       ***
      
       Shane’s doppelganger took a moment to admire the dancing doll before commanding its fellow doppelgangers to get the rest of the guests back. Sam’s doppelganger opted to stay and watch its new pretty ballerina, which everyone relented on because it was a good show at least.
      
       The real Shane was, of course, not willing to head downstairs easily. She needed to be motivated and, when that didn’t work, some creative bondage had her walking on all fours down the stays like a proper bitch. Jenna was similar but required some carrying by her doppelganger. Lapis was the most compliant, having all of her rebellion tuckered out from the gremlins she was lent to.
      
       The doppelgangers set their prey down on the couch for some last minute comfort. Sam’s doppelganger even allowed her eyes and ears free to listen to what was to be said. It would be important.
      
       “I’m sure you’re all very confused, but don’t worry. We’re freeing you at the end of your stay. This isn’t one of ‘those’ kind of sacrifices. We take care of our offerings,” Shane’s doppelganger said with a smile, “Nothing is free after all. You were going to pay with something.”
      
       All eyes turned on Shane. She crumbled into her bindings.
      
       Shane’s doppelganger clapped its hands for attention. “But don’t worry. We like you all so much that we’re going to extend your visit from a day to a week. By the time we’re done, well, you might never want to leave.”

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