(bad End Route) - Advantage Lost

You sat in the living room within your mind, hands on your knees and shoulders slumped. You were tense, leaning forward while looking down. Fin paced in front of you back and forth. Mirra was laying across the other half of the couch, flipping through channels that represented memories. She stopped on one that was you, on your back, mewling while covering your face. Your legs spread and a big fat man draped over you like a blanket. You blushed as you heard the sound of yourself moaning and begging for more.

"So..." Fin began, then trailed off, looking at you. He sounded like a disappointed parent and, to be fair, his age did eclipse yours by over a thousand years. He shrugged as you remained silent.

"Alright, I guess I'll keep talking: You are doing all of the worst things you could possibly do. Jacob is someone that can't be trusted. I know the type. I don't think we are a common thing in this world so bringing him in was a mistake. Now we either need to deal with him or placate him for our own safety and I don't think we have the ability to deal with him..."

You raised your hand. "I didn't actually bring him in." Fin lunged forward and grabbed you by your ears. You yelped.

"Aaah! Stahp!" You lifted your butt off the couch, your tail wagging out of control.

As he held your cute, perky beastfolk ears that were something of a cross between a Gnolls and a fox, your eyes began to tear up unconsciously. He spoke into them.

"You don't get it." He let go. You sat back down, shaking a little. Your ears wiggled on top of your head.

"What don't I get?"

"Jacob is probably already trying to figure out why you can remember and no one else. He has TWO test subjects that he can find repeatable results with. Eventually the topic of why you can resist the hypnosis in spirit is going to come up and at that point can you really refuse him?"

"Absolutely." You said flatly, with an undeserved level of confidence that Fin detected immediately. As soon as you said that, Mirra turned the volume up loud on the TV. Your voice came blaring over the speaker, filling the room.

"Yes! You're the Conqueror! You're the conqueror, Jacob! Oh fuck~" Your jaw dropped.You mouth opened and closed a few times as you lost the words you were going to say.

"Well... You see-"

"Uh huh?" Fin crossed his arms over his chest. Mirra turned the volume down since all of the Beastfolk in the room, you and Fin, were twitching a bit. She mouthed 'sorry' at him and he just offered a mild, dismissive wave.

"What's your plan, 'Conqueror?'"

"For your information, I'm gonna..." You tried to think. They were both looking at you. Your face became even more red.

"I'll-" You furrowed your brow. Suddenly you smiled proudly and announced:

"I can turn him in. He's a spy. That idiot told me everything and left me alone!"

Fin nodded slowly. "That's good, actually. Yes." He pointed.

"Do that."

"I'm still Djir! I can't be bested by an ugly bastard."

Fin looked dumbfounded. "You know... I think it's actually kind of scary how much like your step-sister you are. The only thing that's saved you was your monstrous ability, and the fact that you were a male gnoll."

You scoffed. "Raithe?"

"No." Fin smirked.

You blinked. "Kara!? I'm not like her! I'm rightfully confident. My ambition leads the way. If I put my mind to my goals I'll succeed. It's NEVER been an issue." Fin's smirk grew, he leaned forward, poking your ears, then your cheek.

"Quit it..."

"In this soft body it doesn't matter how confident you are." He stated.

"I'll show you!"

You left the inner space, returning to the Finn's room. You were laying on the bed, looking up. The moment you awoke you turned over and found the phone. It was a device you had slowly become acquainted with over time. You navigated slowly and laboriously to the keypad and began trying to send out a call. The call to the authorities, as you understood it, was by dialling three simple numbers. As simple as that sounded, the moment you clicked the call button the call ended.

"Eh?" You looked at the bars and saw the little signal picture was 100% empty.

"That's not right, I think." You got up and walked over to the computer instead. You very awkwardly moved the mouse over to what you were taught was the internet and again, the connection was down.

"I don't think this is supposed to not work? Shouldn't it just work?" As you were fiddling with it in utter futility due to your technical inadequacy you heard the sound of familiar, heavy steps coming up the stairs. You shut everything off and turned around to greet Jacob as he burst into your room.

"Uh... Hey?"

He walked in, staring at you appraisingly. "How's my favourite accomplice?"

"Fine?"

"Really? Sure you're not unsatisfied with anything?"

"Why would you think that?" You asked.

"Oh... It's just that I've been jamming the signal for the whole house and caught an outgoing call to the Police." He stood, waiting for you to explain yourself. You felt more accurately that he was looking forward to seeing you squirm as you tried to explain yourself.

`I know that look, since I'm also a devious bastard. He knows everything already. Ugh... I thought magic would be my weakness but the fact that I also know nothing about the technology of this world is also not doing me any favours. It might even be worse.` You defied his expectations and decided to come clean, since he knew anyway.

"Yeah, I was trying to call them."

Jacob lifted a brow. "Hoh? Why's that?"

You crossed your arms and turned up your nose. "Look, you've already locked everything down without me having to do anything, so it's not like I stand to lose or gain anything else. I was obviously trying to turn you in since you're a spy or whatever. That'd be an easy way to get you out of my hair."

"Wow! I appreciate the honesty Finn, really. However... I thought you were smart."

You bristled a little at that. "I am."

"Why is it that you think you can just call in a tip and have someone with authority instantly come to check it out? That's naive. I'd never get done in by that. That's without even going into the connections I have to call on in a pinch."

"Eh?"

"You look surprised, which is surprising for me, but I don't know how you wouldn't know. I didn't really care before but it's been like you're an entirely different person. Couple that with the sudden resistance to the watch and it's bringing up a lot of questions. It actually made me do the unthinkable."

"What's that?" You shifted uncomfortably.

"I called my oversight and asked for a reference based on all the factors. Even had to tell them about the watch, but I think you know a bit more about the watch than you do about cell-phones and computers."

You gasped. "N-no! You shouldn't have done that!" It was the worst thing. You did not even want Jacob to have any indication that there was something supernatural afoot. The more he spread the information, the more likely you were to be found out.

Jacob closed the distance and pinned you against the bed. You fell back, cheeks flushing. "Sure. I agree. I wouldn't want to. That's why I lied about telling them about the watch. But... You know enough to be real nervous about me telling someone else, so what is it?" You hesitated.

"Tell me or I call it in. I'd rather you and I share the info. Don't wanna have to call the uppers to figure it out, and I know you don't want that, either.

"Fine!" You sighed.

"As far as I know it's Aura woven into the mechanism of the watch. Dunno how it works. I wanna know that, as well."

"Aura? Like magic?" Jacob asked.

"Yes."

"How do you know?"

"Because..." You gulped.

"Can't you just trust me?"

"Nope." He grinned.

You nodded. "Fine.the truth is-" A thought crossed your mind. The truth, but a different kind of truth.

"My dad, John, is some kind of Mage."

"Huh?" Jacob looked at you quizzically.

"Seriously?"

"You sound doubtful but you found it in his stuff, right?"

"I guess you're right." He leaned back, unpinning you.

""John's a mage, huh? Dunno what that is... But it's something."

"Great now you know. Can you let me out?"

"Haha, no."

"What!?" You screamed.

Jacob looked at you. "You tried to turn me in. Don't care if it won't work. I'm putting you on a tighter leash."

"Metaphorical leash, right?" You asked. He looked at you with a growing smile.

"Right?"

You felt so humiliated as he tugged. The collar around your neck jerked as the leash attached to it became taught, then yanked you forward. You managed to catch yourself before falling, but he was already walking again, leading you down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"You can't just hold me indefinitely. My mom and sister will say something."

"It's a bit disappointing, but I can do it if I reorient the watch usage to only the times in which you all are at risk of meeting each other at the same time. You never usually come out of your room most of the time anyway, so good luck." He cackled.

You slumped. "Okay... I guess you got it all figured out." He gave your ass a slap. Instead of the pervy lingerie you were stuffed into a more functional little dress with heels. It struck you as being pretty close to a trophy-wife's evening wear.

"Why you got me wearing this stuff?"

"Oh, it's for me. But... It brings up an important question. A fork in the road."

"Okay?" You looked at him.

He turned and let go of the leash. His hands moved to his belt. "In branch one you keep being disobedient. I'll use every method at my disposal to train you. The leash? It's not even a fraction of it. They got Parlours in Novgorad full of guys like you that were perfectly normal a month ago. Now they're mewling femboy sluts. You're already halfway there. You love cock, so I barely need to train that part of you." You blushed and turned away. He turned your face back with a hand on your chin and tugged the leash, bringing you down to your knees. You yelped. When you opened your eyes his cock was right in front of your face. You sighed.

`Fine. SInce it's right in front of me I might as well enjoy it... Jacob's cock is amazing.` You thought that before you had even considered what you were thinking. It hit you as you were pulling it into your mouth. As you sucked on the head you became a little hesitant.

`Tastes good, too...`

"Second branch." He patted you on the head.

"You take three pills every day for the next month."

"What'll they do?" You asked with your mouth full of his sweaty member. It came out jumbled but he still understood.

"One is a potent truth Syrum. I want you on it permanently. Second is the strongest hormone blocker on the market. The last is a cocktail of potent hormones and supplements. Point is, your life's changing one way or another. You wanna suck off the king, or live like a slave?"

It was a tough choice. You wanted to suck off the king, but it seemed like a point of no return to take pills that he gives you.

"What's your goal with the second one?"

"Oh, I basically wanna have some fun watching you change. Gonna change your life out in the open while your mom and sister watch and approve without knowing I'm the influence behind it. I wanna watch you become a new person with the new you seeping into every aspect of your former life until it's completely different."

"Uh..." It felt strange to receive that much info. It dawned on you that you would only do such a thing if you knew you'd already won.

`Live like a slave? Or...`