Thanna Ranizhan

**Thanna Ranizhan** is a mining baroness who borrows me from her former friend Yvonne Lissner for a night: she turns out so pleased with my wits & my sexual performance that she buys herself a clone of me to become her toilet slave. The baroness weighed more than 150 kilograms, which means she spent a whole lot of time on the loo.

## DML's toilet service

She kept 2 slaves in each of her seven private toilets on her gigantic space yacht & they just lived there, feeding on her excrement. The baroness was genetically engineered to produce highly nutritious piss & poop with relatively bearable smells & tastes, yet most of her toilet slaves died after 6 weeks on average. On the other hand, Toilet DML held an absolute record with more than 18 months of service!

Okay, well, it was more like boudoir service: I lived in a very comfortable secret room of her most private quarter, which means I got a lot of breastfeeding & luxury food & lots of drugs + 2 downtrodden girls as well, unlike all the other toilet slaves who got nothing but her piss & poop. I spent most of my free time watching Panta Rhei.

## Shakedown

The honorable lady was simply ashamed of putting me together with her bedslaves who were trained for their profession since birth. Her yacht was ultimately raided by a Jezebel operative named Gunny Leibowitz, but she was kept alive together with her personal private slaves as a plea bargain.

We were transferred to the Ranigan star where she opened a little brothel for the local Thanna community while the fate of her interstellar mining business was being decided. Since the life of my clone under her was probably a whole lot less complicated than the lives of my other clones, from a certain perspective it was arguably also the happiest!

## Fall from grace

The brothel was good business, relatively, but Thanna was not the sharpest knife in the drawer & she couldn't make it in the ravenous political wilderness of Quijadic society: accusations started brewing about her being a man artificially re-incarnated as a woman, which was indeed how she became a Ranisch.

I kept calling these rumors abject slander cuz even if they were true, I just didn't want to know. None of my goddamn business, right? But then she was asking me how I would react if they were true & I said I don't wanna talk about it cuz it ain't true! I was very strongly against her talking about her past.

But then she was like yeah, it's true, I used to be a man someday! I tried to keep the secret, going as far as telling her personal physician to erase the memory of her coming-out from my head after a while. But shortly she just came out again & it's a lot harder to erase a memory for the 2nd time, you know, so it wasn't cool.

I decided to trade places with another me who didn't know it & he was willing to give the solace of her doting domination a try while I was willing to go back to military work: everything was great, until she told him about her lovely gender swap story as well. Well, that's when I had enough!

The war clone had the same attitude, unwilling to dig into the past now that she was totally a woman, but we just couldn't break her in! Me simply disappearing from her brothel was enough to fan the flames & since Ranigan Central Intelligence knew it all along, obviously, pretty soon they had enough as well. They started leaking stuff & that's when her majesty went down.

The Thanna, you see, well, they ain't that much into trans rights & all that librul shit! She lost her clientele rather quickly & I couldn't just re-brand her as a Laconic dominatrix cuz she hated Laconia with all her guts. That's when I decided to give up on her since every single atom of my main brain was basically Laconian by then. Yeah, I killed her! Sad story, huh?