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Thread: The Perfect Woman (Vash x Jiggle Slut)

A lone figure sat in the dark of his basement laboratory, the only thing illuminating the area was the light of his computer monitor. On the monitor were several people dressed in elite fashion, business suits of the highest quality, some fine dresses, and some lab coats. They were all in video conference screens looking at only a shadowed figure. Doctor, a woman began, Is the serum you presented ready for sale yet? The lone figure sat in silence for a moment thinking of what to say. Once the words were put together in his mind he spoke. Not yet, He said, his voice was deep thanks to a voice modulator that was running, I am still working out some minor details I need to work out on my newest test subject before it is ready. They all gave their own versions of threats about what would happen if he did not have it ready soon. It worried him little since he had enough money to keep him well secured. With that he killed the video conference and stood up from his chair and turned on the lights revealing himself . He slicked his silver hair a result from one of his earliest chemistry experiments when he was an adolescent back to its normal style. He was Vergil Knight, the young hot shot CEO of Knight International, a chemical company that has supplied 85 of the worlds chemical needs and even producing some of its own for sale. The company has had three stellar quarters and were now the top company in its field. Vergil had managed to stay out of the spotlight since the company gained its fame, not many knew of his face and he was going to keep it that way for as long as he could, but the media was hell bound to end that, which was prevalent in this most recent event. Speaking of which it was time to wake up his new test subject. He caught her snooping around twenty minutes ago and he simply snuck up on her with a rag soaked in chloroform and she was out like a light. Thinking of what to do with her a lightbulb went off in his head. He needed a new live test subject to work out some of his new serum, what a better choice than her. With help from his lovely assistant, Dr. Tannis, he got her clothes off, strapped her into the injection machine, set up the IV's and inserted them into both of her breasts and ass. She was decent looking but this machine would make her more desirable in both appearance and personality. Thinking that now was the best time to start he waltzed over to where she was still strapped in and patted her cheek saying, Rise and shine princess, time to start.
Thread: The Perfect Woman (Vash x Jiggle Slut)

Barbie Diamonds was the best investigative reporter that Channel 7 had. She had gone into war zones and come out. She broke the story about the gene farms that were selling heavily modified food to everyone while knowing it caused all kinds of effects. Her new target had been Knight International. They had dirty dumps, tested on animals when they said they were a clean operation. The works. She was about to close in on the CEO. The mysterious figure was the key part of her expose. She had figured out how to get into the lab easily. She just tricked a guard. She was short, about 5'3, had dark dirty blonde hair that was somewhat cropped. She had an ok figure but would never win a beauty pageant. She had just got into the final part of the lab. All these random beakers and test tubes. All full of pink or neon pink liquids. She figured she had hit even more pay dirt. She walked around a corner when a gag of something was shoved into her mouth. She was out like a light. She woke up groggily. She tried to move and found she couldn't. She felt things on her ass and her boobs. She always saw that she was naked. She screamed. Ok you bastard. Let me out of here! You are going to burn for this! I swear! No let me go! She said trying to put on a tough front. She was panicking on the inside. She was in real trouble. She saw the odd thing in front of her that looked kinda of like a penis. She was not in a good position.
Thread: The Perfect Woman (Vash x Jiggle Slut)

Barbie saw the woman and gasped. She knew what this machine did now and waited off even more. She saw the phallic thing pointed at her mouth. She was going to protest but it went into her mouth before she could. She hoped nothing else went into her. She heard the mad mans scheme. She didn't want him to get away with this. She hated that she was going to be the guinea pig. She saw him turn it on. She felt that liquid shoot down her throat. She tried to block the phallic thing with her tongue but couldn't. It just was too much. She hated that it tasted good and was starting to taste better. Her boobs felt funny. It was like they were inflating. They started to feel more sensitive too. She started to feel the liquid course through her boobs. It felt odd. She then started to think of them as tits. She had never called her boobs tits. That was a porn name for them. She like it though. She had tits. She was getting bigger ones. The same thing that was happening to her tit was happening to her ass. She felt it blossom and bloom. It started to get jiggly. She felt herself relaxing. There was a wave of pink coming over her. She looked at the doctor and the absu...sexy nurse. She was starting to feel even better. She was starting to want guys and gals. She thought that woman was so sexy. She had the thought that she was going to look like that and that gave her pleasure. She had never liked girls before but she was starting too. She also thought the man was getting sexier by the minute. She thought she was hearing music but that couldn't be. She didn't even have headphones on. Did she? She didn't care. She was humming alone to some sort of song she thought she heard. Her eyes becoming more and more vacant.
Thread: The Perfect Woman (Vash x Jiggle Slut)

After the machine was turned on and watched the machine do its work. His eyes stayed steady on the readings from the machine and watched the results come back positive, but the brain activity was still too high for him. He walked over and added a larger dose into the phallic tube, hopefully this would be strong enough to get her IQ to drop significantly. That was his little secret. In small doses over time IQ would drop but it would recover over time. Though he was giving her quite a large dose that would cause significant, and permanent, drop. Was he now contributing to the idiotic masses? Yes, but those idiotic masses bought their products and just cause general enjoyment. Besides, he decided that this would be his own personal idiotic slut. He watched as the pink serum continued to increase the size of her breasts and ass. He even saw her ass begin to jiggle due to gravity and slight movements that the tubes were causing. Vergil decided to cut the music in the earphones and watched as she started to hum along to the previous tune. He looked back and still saw standard brain activity that was normal, but slightly dropping. He added another large dose and switched the earphones from music to a message that was set on loop saying, I love sucking cock. I love drinking cum. I love having lots of sex. I love being a bimbo slut. It said other things about sex, being a bimbo and a slut, and other things of the sort. He stepped back and watched the machine work more.
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Allison was sitting at one of the round white outdoor tables at her favorite caf, inhaling the scent of her spiced chai as she people watched with a rather bleary expression on her soft features. More than anything, she just wanted to sleep that was most of what she did these days, even if she was wide awake she would try mixing a cocktail of medicines to force her to get some shut eye it was her only escape from an unfortunately painful reality. To say she had a run of bad luck was an understatement she had once been a part of a very wealthy and well-to-do family that everyone respected. Now, everyone would sooner spit at her than offer as much as a smile. The money had run out, and her father was in prison for a Ponzi scheme that had cost a lot of people their entire life savings and retirement. Though Allison had no hand in the scheme, she was treated as if she had and she had lost a lot of people who were close to her she felt utterly alone. Coming from money and going into a life below the poverty line was painfully drastic. Allison had left home to strike out on her own, and had to work two jobs to make ends meet- she wanted to go to college, but could not afford it. Her college savings had been seized, no surprise, to be distributed among the people her father had robbed- even with this, though, she knew those people would probably never recoup their losses. She blamed her father, not the victims but it didn't make her any less bitter about the turn her life had taken. Sipping her tea slowly, she was suddenly taken a back and reached to give her arm a pinch. Nope, she wasn't dreaming but if so, who was that man she saw sitting at another table? He looked strikingly like the man from her dreams. Someone she had gotten much comfort from he had not noticed her, but she was staring at him like shed seen a ghost- her heart skipping a beat. Was it him? Of course it couldn't be! But she felt herself reacting as if it was, even if logic told her that was silly. All she could do was stare as she tried to think about how she might approach him. Allison was pretty, and he probably wouldn't recognize her since shed moved so maybe he wouldn't mind if she just casually walked up to say hi! But she was shy, and had been increasingly reluctant to make contact with anyone, especially given the utter and complete rejection she had suddenly endured. Without realizing it, she began to fidget with a coppery strand of her long, wavy hair, blue eyes still fixed on him as she chewed on her lip with an expression of determination and concentration while she tried to make up her mind! Screw it, she thought! Getting to her feet and setting her drink aside, she approached him. Oh, hello! she chirped in a painfully bright tone that felt strange coming from her. Im Allison, nice to meet you! I know this probably sounds like a line, but do I know you from somewhere? Somewhere besides her dreams, anyway. Maybe she did know him? It was worth a shot!
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Nathan had slept in that day which was odd for him. Most mornings, the brunette was up at the crack of dawn and ready to take on the day head first. But the last few days he had been sleeping in later to the point that he was at now. Something was wrong. For nearly a month now, he had been invading someone's dreams simply for the fun of it. Never before had he entered another's mind so many times. He blamed his exhaustion on that fact and slid from his bed. The man wasted no time showering and leaving his apartment, rushing down the stairs of the two floor building to the cafe that waited below. His friends were already resting outside and immediately began attacking him with the idea he was late and harassing him for sleeping in again. Nathan simply chose to ignore it and dashed inside, purchasing his coffee and returning to the table. The group that sat around the table were all members of the recording studio Nathan was currently employed at. His boss sat to his right while two of his college buddies were on his left, all going over the latest reports and information on what jobs they were getting in. Nathan listened, removing the dark sunglasses from his eyes to rest them on the table around the take out cup he had his morning drug in. The meeting was routine, making it into a general check up on the employees from the boss. It didn't last more than an hour and the other three quickly vanished from Nathan's sight. With a sigh, the hazel-eyed man sat back, watching the cup in front of him. His right hand drummed against the table as he sat in thought. He couldn't help but think of who he 'invaded' each night. With no memory of the other, it was hard to guess what they might even dream of. Nathan, from the earliest day he could remember, always used his natural powers as a game to entertain himself. Only when he knew the person did he remember what happened during the linking. When it came to his entertainment, he rarely knew who it was. Something told him the poor victim was getting bombarded each night with him though. But the chances of meeting them were slim. His thoughts were quickly interrupted when a copper haired woman approached his table. Nathan didn't raise his eyes until she stopped and quickly greeted him. He certainly didn't recognize her, not right away at least, but she seemed to be forcing the cheer out of her mouth. He turned his body, hanging his arm over the back of the chair and cracked a smile as a response. Well, I don't know, he admitted with a playful tone. How many other men do you 'know from somewhere'?
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

I'm usually good at placing people, Allison admitted, looking a little sheepish- but she was glad that he was talking to her, and he did seem friendly. Not friendly enough that she was going to blabber on about how she had dreamed about him- that was all kinds of crazy, and she was not interested in chasing him off before they'd even exchanged names! I don't think I know you, but you look so familiar anyway that it's bugging me. I hoped you might recognize me. the last part was a bit of a lie... she did not want him to recognize her, because if he did... he would probably recognize her because of her father, and that wasn't a good kind of recognition. Do you mind if I sit and talk to you for a bit? she asked hopefully, still feeling a little shy with some color in her cheeks because she felt she might be being a little too bold. It might jog my memory. or at the very least, shake the images from her dreams out of her mind when she established he was nothing like her dream guy. She'd feel better once she could see that, once she could accept that no one like that could exist anyway! But... at the same time, her heart ached at the notion that it was impossible. It was painful to think no one real could offer her the warmth and comfort her dreams provided, that only her imagination could accept her and treat her with love and respect as she desired. If that was true, what could keep her grounded and give her a reason why she shouldn't just sleep forever?
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Nathan let out a thoughtful hum as his eyes danced over Allison. He would be lying if he said he didn't give her a once over, but he did his best to keep his hazel eyes on her face. He turned again in his chair and nodded towards the seat beside him. If you think it would help, he told her with another friendly smile. If she thought he looked that familiar, he might as well give her a chance to remember. She was cute, after all, which only heightened her chances of being invited to take a seat. Casually, the man leaned back, locking his fingers between each other and stretching his arms above his head, allowing his back to softly crack on the back of his chair. He gave out a soft groan and lowered his arms once again, glancing at Allison again. Do you remember me enough to know my name? he joked, folding his arms onto the table in front of him. Or must I introduce myself to you?
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Allison had no idea what his name was, not even the dream version of him... so she shook her head, looking all the more sheepish. I don't know your name, but like I said before- my name is Allison. I don't look familiar to you? she asked as she took a seat. I'd say maybe you just have one of those faces, but... well, he was good looking. Her cheeks reddened slightly as she mentally finished her sentence but didn't say it out loud. Maybe he'd guess what she was thinking... but she'd be embarrassed if he did! Part of her wanted to burst out the truth, but she held her tongue... she felt so awkward approaching him like this, and it seemed to be taking all of her effort not to make a complete fool out of herself. Have you ever been to Naples? I just moved from there. she explained, If you have, that's probably where I know you from. I've only been living here for a couple weeks to be honest... so I don't really know anyone here. it didn't help that she spent all of her time sleeping. She wasn't looking to get to know anyone!
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Well Allison, I apologize, I've never been to Naples. I haven't left the city much since I moved here. He leaned his upper torso forwards, inching ever so much closer to the woman at the table. He had a playful smile on his face as his eyes danced over the new blush sitting on Allison's cheeks. I've heard I have 'that sort of face' though, he agreed. With a smooth movement, he lifted his hand, extending it towards the woman beside him. Nathan. Nice to meet you. He didn't waste any time in continuing the introduction, as the girl had already performed her half of the ritual. No desire to meet others, or simply too ashamed to? The brunette sat back once again, as the girl's image clicked somewhere in the back of his mind. He remembered seeing her in a newspaper some time ago, but simply couldn't remember why or what had happened. It must not have been important in that case.
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

The two briefly shook hands when he extended his to her, and another smile crossed her lips... this one more relaxed than the ones that preceded it. He hadn't recognized her, he hadn't been to Naples... so maybe they could be friends after all! It wasn't like the newspapers here were going to suddenly reprint the story, right? If he didn't know now, maybe she could count on the fact that it was unlikely he'd find out and judge her. I just need my beauty sleep! she laughed, but... she wasn't kidding. Between work, I just... sleep. A lot. she admitted, avoiding telling him that yes.. she was ashamed to meet others, there was a constant fear that she could be recognized by someone whose life her father ruined. The last thing she wanted was to hear another rant about how his sentence had been too light, that he needed to rot in jail for the rest of his life... and of course, anger directed at her too, simply for being related to him. He didn't know that she was serious about the sleep too. She did sleep a lot, probably unconscious more often than she was awake when she could get away with it. He didn't need to know the gritty details either, how she forced sleep on herself even when her body was beyond needing it...
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Nathan caught the difference in her smile this time around and went so far as to give her a genuine smile in return. Although his face was typically painted with his signature cocky smile, there were times when he could be at peace with what he was doing and give out a more natural-looking smile. Oh, you don't seem to need that much beauty rest, he commented, lifting the coffee up to his lips for the final sip. What field do you work in, if you don't mind me asking. His firm hand set the cup back down on the table before his forefinger began drumming against the side as his eyes smoothly slid down to his phone sitting on the table in front of them. While he had to get to his own work place, he also wanted to continue this conversation. It wasn't often that a woman was brave enough to approach him like Allison did outside of a bar setting. Many would rather sit to the side and gawk with their friends, hoping Nathan would come to them and whisk them off their feet. Sadly, Nathan wasn't about to do that to any woman. Or at least he didn't plan on it.
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

That, my friend, is because it's working! she laughed in response, absently fixing her hair with one hand. She didn't know he needed to leave soon, or she might have bowed out and left him alone. While she had relaxed a bit, she still proved to be a bit shy and it had been along time since she had just walked up to some guy to say 'hi'. It was nerve wracking, even though he didn't seem bothered by it. What if he was just being polite? I work at the local credit union. Basic data entry, records clerk. she nodded a little, it's not very interesting, but it pays the bills. what she liked about it most was that there was no customer service whatsoever. It was scanning paperwork, filing, data entry... but there was little to no contact with anyone, even other employees. That made the job ideal for her, since she could be left alone with nothing but the hum of her scanner... though it did leave her with a lot of time to think. Her mind wandered often between batches of massive paperwork... and usually, her mind wandered to something painful. If she was lucky, she'd remember her dream... but seeing his face today, she was sure to be able to have a nicer train of thought. It's my day off, she told him. Do you mind if I ask you what you do for a living? Maybe I'll be able to figure out why I recognize you. If I've been to the place you work... she trailed off thoughtfully, considering the places where she had actually been in this town. The gas station, the grocery store, this cafe... she was so introverted, that it ended up being a painfully short list.
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

I doubt you have, Nathan commented. Not many people get into the recording studio for no reason. His smile slowly began to fade and he gave the girl a slight shrug. But hey, there's nothing wrong with working in a credit union. People need places like that. You're probably doing more good than I am at your job. It was hard to tell if he was joking when he said that, but either way, it was true. Many people believed that music 'saved their life', but in reality, credit unions were far more helpful to most. His phone began to vibrate along the table and he swiftly picked it up, unlocking it with his thumb with a familiar click. The man he was working on a project with was beginning his texting spree and Nathan let out a frustrated groan. He set his phone back down and looked back to Allison. I hate to do this, hun, but my work is summoning me. He took his sunglasses from the table and set them on top of his head. Busy tomorrow? he asked.
Thread: Dreamcatcher (sugarplum and DontxBlinkk)

Allison blinked in surprise by what he said, she had never really thought someone would tell her she was doing 'good' anywhere. Well, in this economy it's important to be financially sound... she admitted, but I think it would be cool to work in a recording studio. You're right, I haven't been there before. I didn't even know there was one around here. her eyes moved to the cell phone as it began to vibrate on the table, a humming sound drawing his attention as work summoned him. Allison felt a twinge of disappointment that he was leaving already, when they had just started to get on friendly terms with each other. I'm not busy tomorrow, she told him. It's currently my weekend, so I have tomorrow off too. the greatest threat to her schedule was that she'd sleep. A lot. This was the most social interaction she'd had in weeks, and it was just a brief conversation. Would you like to exchange numbers? she asked, hoping he didn't think she was too forward- if he didn't already. She pulled out her cell phone, a cute pink flip phone. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was functional and she thought it was pretty.