Courtney danced back and forth in front of the elevator doors on level one.
"Remember, she looks very different. She wanted a change," Demona said as she watched the girl practically dance in front of her.
"I know."
The elevator dinged and the doors opened.
Courtney blinked and stared at the buxom brunette standing by Sugar.
The brunette stared back.
Sugar smiled slightly, and then her eyes rolled back in her head.
Demona shook her head and grinned. The white witch was altering both women's programming at the same time on the fly.
Courtney and Stacie broke into grins seconds later and screamed as they rushed into each other's arms.
Courtney shook and sobbed on Stacie's shoulder as Stacie cooed, "My baby, my sweet baby."
Sugar walked out of the elevator, swiveling and strutting. She stopped beside Demona. "Am I good or what?"
"You are amazing."
Courtney shook and cried on her mother's shoulder as Stacie stepped toward Demona. "Thank you. Thank you for saving her."
Demona looked uncomfortable. "Well... it was my pleasure."
"I'll say," Sugar whispered.
"Shut up," Demona whispered back.
Courtney took a step back. "God, Mom, you look gorgeous."
"Really? You think so? I feel... exposed."
"Mom, you look totally hot."
"Not too much for a woman my age?"
"Who cares about age? We're immortal," Courtney said. She looked at Demona. "Right?"
Demona nodded. "For all practical purposes, we're going to live forever."
Sugar stepped behind them and wrapped her arms around their shoulders. "Yes, we are all going to live forever - which is why our work is so important. In order for this new society to work, things have to change. The Church is the most important organization in the world - we need stability, and that means zero population growth. And, we have to keep everyone happy and productive. That's why your... PR work is so important, Stacie."
Stacie blushed. "I'll do my best."
"We need converts to spread the word," Sugar said. "We're counting on you to motivate the younger generation. Guide them to their full potential?"
"I... look forward to that." Stacie said. She bit her lip.
"And, I think Courtney has something to tell you, don't you?"
Courtney looked confused. "What?"
"Why, all the things you've been doing today? With Demona?"
Courtney's eyes grew as big as saucers. "Umm, uhh..."
"Oh, let me," Sugar said. "Courtney here has expressed an interest in becoming a doctor." She winked at Courtney.
"Oh! Yes. Mom, I want to be a doctor just like Demona..."
"You mean, here? For the Church?"
Demona jumped in. "She is amazingly gifted. You should have seen Courtney in the lab today helping with transformations."
Sugar nodded. "Wields a hypodermic like an old pro."
Demona glared at her.
"Oh, I don't know," Stacie said. "I... I mean, are you okay with what we're doing here? The... transforming."
"Mom! We're saving the world. Of course, I'm okay with it!"
Stacie looked back at Sugar. "But she's going to be a doctor? Professional caste - not... PR, right?"
Sugar smiled and shook her head. "No, I mean she has the... proper equipment for PR, but, we desperately need more doctors like Demona."
Stacie shrugged and teared up. "Well, heck, my daughter the doctor then."
Demona coughed. "Uh, not so fast - you're going to college for pre-med, and then an accredited university. I'll handle your extended education here. Things they won't teach you in medical school."
Courtney smiled mischievously. "I'll bet."
"So," Sugar said. "It's settled. Courtney will start Ithaca College in the Fall, and she will work here in the laboratories... under Demona, in the evenings and summers."
Stacie grinned. "Wow. Everything is coming together." She frowned. "Only, no boys. You need to concentrate on doing this right."
Courtney looked at Demona and licked her lips. "No problem. I won't even look at a boy."
Demona blushed.
***
Donny stood outside his SUV and used the remote for the hundredth time to try to unlock it. They had gotten to the Stallion's loading dock and Amber had been limp in his arms as they carried her toward receiving.
Unfortunately, she had been wide awake playing possum.
And, in the cool night air, the pheromones had worn off quickly.
Who knew Amber would have a killer right hook? Donny's eye still smarted.
She had knocked him down and jumped back in the SUV before Maddy could get a hand on her.
Now she looked out at them, jamming the door lock button every time Donny tried to unlock the door.
"Aww, come on, Amber. What the hell are you going to do? I have the keys," Donny groaned.
Amber slammed her hand down on the horn again - which did nothing. Donny had disconnected it long ago in case they ever ran into this situation.
Then she was pounding on her cellphone.
Maddy rolled her eyes. "Your cell doesn't work, honey. It's jammed. Now, be a good girl and get out of the fucking car!"
"Fuck you!" Amber screamed behind the glass.
"Seriously?" A voice said behind them.
Ray stepped out into the cold night air. "When are the two of you going to learn?"
Maddy put her hands on her hips. "How about giving us some goddamned powers other than the fucking pheromones?"
Ray closed his eyes, concentrating. A few seconds later he sighed. "Forget it. My power isn't strong enough to touch her brain. The fuck did you two do to her?"
"Just a little fun," Donny grumbled.
"Yeah, well, you two skeezballs might have wanted to wait until you got her here before you flew your freak flag." Ray pulled out his cell - the tower was programmed to accept their devices only. "Rita, loading dock. We have a situation."
He pushed past Donny and tapped on the glass.
Amber cowered in the seat.
"Hi, honey, listen. This is going down whether you open the door or not. You got no way out. Just come on, we won't hurt you. You might even like it."
She screamed behind the glass. "My father is a United States congressman! He's going to have your dick and balls mounted in his office!"
Ray leaned against the door. "Yeah, sweetheart, we know he's a congressman. That's why you're here."
"Yay, more victims," Rita growled as she stepped out of the building, pink plastic body inside the blue Stallion's Video mini-dress.
Amber looked at the robot and went into a fresh round of screaming.
"Rita, get her out of the SUV." Ray said as he stepped away.
Rita stood inches from the glass. "Hi, cutie, listen these perverts want to strip you naked and fuck every hole you possess. Want to open the door so they can get started?"
"Oh, fucking great, Rita!" Ray said.
Rita shrugged. "No? Okay." She turned to Ray. "Well, I tried." She started to walk away.
"Rip off the fucking door, bitchy."
Donny jumped in front of her. "Hey! Not my car! I just had it detailed."
"Seriously?" Ray asked. "For fuck's sake, take off the..."
"What the actual fuck is going on out here?" Sugar Tits said as she stepped through the door. "Who the hell is this?" She asked pointing at Amber, who had gone into a fresh round of screaming at the sight of a nearly seven-foot dominatrix in white latex suddenly appearing.
"Amber Connor," Donny said as he stepped away from the SUV.
"Amber Connor? I told you we'd get to her later." She glared at Ray. "I told you I wanted Donny and Maddy here for that other thing."
Ray shrugged. "I figured two birds / one stone and shit."
Sugar sighed. "If they had told me there was going to be days like this..." She stepped up to the glass and looked in at the wide-eyed girl. "Hello, Amber, my name is Sugar Tits. You belong to me now, body, mind, and soul."
Amber's eyes went unfocused for a moment as Sugar's psychic abilities washed over her like a wave.
And, then she smiled and opened the car door.
She stepped out and smiled up at Sugar. "You're so pretty."
Sugar caressed her face and then tilted Amber's face down so she looked at the ground. "Eyes down, darling. Slaves don't look their mistress in the eye."
"Yes, Mistress," Amber whispered.
"Now, you take off those clothes and drop them on the ground - keep the pumps, I love those."
"Yes, Mistress," Amber stripped at lightning speed, discarding skirt and blouse in seconds.
