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5/14 late morning
“So how does it work? I just tell her to do something and she builds a whole new personality around it?”
“If you tell her to act in a certain way, she will, but to make a new persona you need to tell her to.”
I thought about it. I had a lot to do today, I could use a bit of help. “I want you to make a version of yourself that is a personal assistant for me. Someone I can send on errands. Today I need someone to get passage to Southshore from Stormwind.”
Doris’s eyes got a bit misty, “What is my name?”
I blanked. “Um. Marge?” She nodded, then took hold of her amulet and changed. Her muscles melted away as her arms and legs softened, her breasts grew a cup size, matching Vanessa, and her face became a bit more narrow. Her eyes became bright and inquisitive, darting around and taking in the room around her, and her mouth shifted into a smile. Her black hair extended to her lower back and she quickly tied it into a messy bun.
“Yes sir. Oh. I’m perfectly willing to go out, but we do have a ship here. You can probably use the Ironclad. It’s not fully armed, but it is perfectly seaworthy.” She seemed nervous, as if she didn’t want to contradict me.
I thought about it, but decided against it. The Ironclad, assuming it was the ship seen in the Deadmines instance, was a huge dreadnaught bristling with cannons. It’s not exactly subtle, and it’s likely that the crew was about 50% convicts wanted by the Alliance. I might want to turn this into a mobile base for myself later; it would basically be a heavily armed and armored aircraft carrier for dragon riders. For now though, just chartering a ship to Southshore or Menethil Harbor seemed like the best option.
“… No. No, I think a smaller ship would be best. Use Defias funds, but try to not waste money. It’s for one high elf, one human woman, and one large human man. Contact me when you’re done. You can teleport via Lady Auffrey Elerian to get to Stormwind.”
“Oh yes sir. I’ll make sure it’s done. Anything else I should do while I’m out?” She rushed over to the small collection of trunks in the corner of the room and started rifling through different outfits, settling on a powder blue dress that fit her perfectly. Ah. So that’s why she mimicked Vanessa’s build. Once she was clad in the blue dress and some sensible walking shoes, she grabbed a few gold pieces from a drawer next to Vanessa’s bed, placed a hand on her necklace and flickered out of existence ten seconds later.
“Good job, Vanessa. Maybe a little bit overkill, but I’m very pleased with your work either way.” I can’t properly express the level of self satisfaction in her face at that. “With Marge working on that, I have the luxury of spending a bit of time to reward you. Kneel.” She went to her knees in front of me, hands behind her head, and looked up with those big grey eyes of hers. Her lips were slightly parted and she was panting from anticipation. I could see her nipples hardening.
My cock twitched. Why hadn’t I fucked her before? Sure she was one of many, but she was also a big name before I captured her, someone I’d jacked off to once or twice in another world.
I moved around behind her and grabbed my pants. As I pulled them down, she moaned softly and stuck out her ass towards me. Oh boy… This was going to be good.
I pushed into her tight ass without warning, making her yelp. More than any other girl in my harem, Vanessa actively wanted to be dominated by me. She clearly enjoyed being used for my pleasure, so I made sure to give her several more deep thrusts before pulling out again.
“You may not cum until I tell you to. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir! I won't.” She touched the gemstone in her collar and altered the settings, making herself incapable of cumming without my direct command. Only she would just decide that she needed that kind of mental block so she could be a better slave.
I put my hands on her hips and began fucking her hard and fast, slamming myself inside her pussy over and over again. After a few minutes, I started to feel her muscles tense up. I kept thrusting as I leaned forward.
“That's right. Cum for me.”
She did as she was told, almost crying with ecstasy as her body convulsed and she came hard around my shaft. That pushed me over the edge as well, and I came inside of her. She seemed a bit punchy after that, and I pulled out and had her clean me off with her mouth before letting my robes down. If she kept being so good I’d need to reward her more. Either sexually or by being an asshole to her; communication talent was pretty sure she’d take both of them equally well. The only thing I shouldn’t do to reward her is treat her like a person.
To that end, I tossed her necklace budget for today, a glowing crystal on a silk cord, on the floor next to her. “I don’t want useless sluts. Mina didn’t impress me. It’s a good thing you made her customizable. Focus on keeping them useful.” I patted her on the head, and left as she gazed up at me in total submission.
••••••••••
The addition of Marge to my day was going to make things a lot more efficient; I wasn’t just looking for an excuse to fuck Vanessa, I’d meant it. I retreated back to my chambers, and sent Onyxia a silver necklace and instructions to put the necklace on Varian. Himbo variant or no, Varian was a badass; one of the best warriors in the Alliance or Horde. Just sparring with him would make my skill at arms skyrocket now that I had martial talent. This is a man who was canonically able to take on greater demons and elder dragons with a sharpened bit of metal.
I wasn’t sure what exactly I’d do to shuffle him out of the way for when Lo’Gosh, his other half, gets back. Same with Onyxia. Probably I’d just give them new identities and faces; maybe Onyxia could become a green dragon and get a new visage? There was about a 50/50 chance that I’d turn him into a woman, unless he’d be meaningfully stronger recombined.
I honestly don’t think I’ll find a better person to help me take advantage of Martial Talent; at least not when it comes to a fair fight. One of Doris’s personas could and would probably show me a thing or two about stealth, fighting dirty, and ambush tactics, but why *not* learn everything? Time constraints. The answer to that question was time constraints. But I could burn an hour or two in the morning or evening every day and pick up some tricks. Martial, athletic, soul, and everlasting talents combined were a powerful cocktail. I only needed to execute something perfectly once, and it was in my repertoire forever.
I checked the time, around 10; I had around an hour and a half before Zelena was properly captured, and it was looking as if I’d have time to have a chat with her after all. I had some time to kill, and some moderately time sensitive orders to give.
It wasn’t too hard to send people where they needed to be. I sent Darcell and Keryn to Melaar with a quick primer on the Brotherhood of Love and Beauty, with orders to hunt a dragonspawn near the Pool of Tears. If I had time, I’d join them and see if I could learn a bit more about stalking prey in the swamp. Only if I finished early and nothing else was available, of course.
While I was thinking of the Brotherhood, I stopped to select my upgrade for Onyxia. The options were basically all appealing; having Lividia grow to the same size and raw power as her mother would be nice, and being able to ignore normal bodily necessities and get regeneration when eating and drinking would make me feel like a real Azerothian player character. Turning Talaada into a Hunter PC would be absolutely massive as well, but everyone knows that healers are in higher demand than DPS. On top of that, the Spirit upgrade would turn her into a full on priestess of my cult, able to accept new initiates just like I did, and generally just handling the whole process of inducting the draenei.
Sure I’d need to pair her up with Annetta or a new teacher so she could learn holy magic, but she was probably a lot less helpless without it than I had been. I’d pair her off with Mary, and if she worked as hard as I believed she could they would be cranking out new converts almost every day.
I summoned Lillibeth as well, and pulled Prudence out of the closet. Lilli popped into her happily. “That one is yours for the next three days. I’m going to be sending you and Lady Auffrey on a trip.” I gave the itinerary to both of them, in very broad strokes. It was basically a mandate to have a day trip to Ironforge, with their only real task being to put a necklace on someone tomorrow. They wouldn’t be going anywhere until tomorrow, but I might as well get Prudence’s timer going sooner rather than later.
We pulled out one of the heavily injured orc women from the closet; I clapped my last necklace for the day, a bronze collar, around the surprisingly pretty and delicate looking orc’s neck. Don’t get me wrong, she was jacked, but her face had a soft roundness to it, bow shaped lips, and rather large blue eyes. She was bald, maybe in an attempt to look tougher, but I was relieved upon close inspection to see that orcish women were fairly hot, at least sometimes.
I gave her the same paralysis trigger I’d given Imriss, disallowing her from attempting to harm anyone or anything except food offered to her. After that I tossed a renew on her; I didn’t bother waking her up, leaving her in the bed, watched over by Prudence. She could stay here in the apartment; maybe chatting with prudence would help her get captured faster. I locked the closet containing my inventory, so as to avoid a prison break. It was getting close to noon, and I was pretty happy with my productive morning.
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Varian was looking forward to today’s boar hunt. Anduin was coming, and after his long absence Varian never felt like he got to spend enough time with his son. Work was all well and good, but one must make time to live life, right? Besides, he didn’t want to end up like poor Magni, having his only child run off and not being able to do anything about it because their relationship was in shambles. Anduin would be a great king someday, and Varian was already proud of him.
Katrana came into the room, holding an amulet. “Varian. Put this on.”
“Of course.” He didn’t know why she wanted him to wear it, but it was a nice bit of jewelry. He popped it on without thinking as Lady Prestor promptly left. So. Which outfit would he wear? He’d been having difficulty choosing ever since he got back. Amazing what going months with the same outfit will do to a man.