The Sevenson family members onboard the Nightmare Asylum were assembled in the latest celebration feast. The feast meal however was somewhat less delicious than usual...
"What the hell is this crap!" One of the Night Lords shouted, spitting out a mouthful of green paste.
"Octavia is trying her BEST with her new farm, this photosynthetic bacteria was all she was able to grow! It's PERFECTLY edible!" Wendy shouted back angrily.
"Where is the other food?," someone else asked.
"In the freezer where it belongs, we are eating Octavia's produce today!" Wendy stated sternly.
This generated fresh murmurs of unrest, but Wendy simply ordered them all to stop complaining using her authority as the current leader of this ship.
"They hate it?," Octavia asked sadly.
Wendy comforted her wife reassuringly, patting the back of her currently male body.
Octavia had taken the scolding lecture from Franklin about getting a job to heart, and had been trying unsuccessfully to find a useful job that she could actually do outside of the sex industry.
The crew were already mostly replaced by daemonettes for the sorts of unskilled labor Octavia could actually do, unemployment onboard the ship was currently at an all time high, and the crew were simply being fed and paid for free to stop a mutiny, which made Octavia's noble quest to "support" the extremely rich Wendy an exercise in futility.
Octavia had gotten so discouraged and depressed, (and so annoying as a result), that Wendy had pulled some strings to make up a job for her just to get some peace from her constant sadness!
The completely unnecessary (, and suspiciously high paying), job of "ship's farmer" had miraculously appeared and equally miraculously had only been advertised to Octavia herself. Octavia had been given a completely staged "job interview", which she had then immediately passed, and Octavia's irritating depression had ceased.
Octavia had been given a large area of unused deck space, lots of growing lights, and a huge amount of sewerage and plant seeds, but the long growing time required had been too boring for Octavia's extremely short attention span, making her discouraged, (and causing her to spend annoying hours pouring out her heart to Wendy about the "difficulties of farming")!
Wendy had gotten inconvenienced enough to pull even more strings to have Octavia assigned a vast water filled vat of the most fast growing photosynthetic bacteria that humans could safely eat. These edible bacteria had bloomed impressively enough to even satisfy Octavia's childlike attention span, and the ship quickly had more of this distasteful stuff than they knew what to do with.
It SHOULD have just ended there, with Octavia's bacteria muck being very discretely jettisoned out an airlock periodically, but Franklin and his damn nuns had started asking a lot of very inconvenient questions within earshot of Octavia, curious why they had not yet seen anyone eating this produce...
Fucking killjoys! They couldn't just keep their mouths shut!
"Mummy, this green stuff is yucky," Ying said very loudly from across the table as Liling tried to make her eat it.
"Do not waste the Emperor's food child, be a good girl and eat it," The nun who called herself Mother Superior encouraged the child gruffly but with a trace of affection. (Wendy to this day didn't know the actual name of this concubine of Franklin's).
"I like it, it is so delicious!" Wendy enthusiastically lied to Octavia, eating a mouthful of the disgusting stuff.
"This stuff LITERALLY tastes like sh..." Luke began!
"Tastes like SUGAR, tastes SO GOOD!" Wendy frantically interrupted before he could complete this extremely truthful statement.
"I like it, it is just like the slop I was fed in the orphanage," Franklin announced gratefully.
"Oh Franklin, did the stuff we fed you really taste like THIS?!" Sister Mary exclaimed in horror.
"Almost, this actually tastes much better than the orphanage food," Franklin admitted.
Wendy gazed darkly at the nuns, what foul crap had they been feeding him all those years!
"You really like it Franklin?," Octavia asked hopefully.
"I do Step Father," Franklin said respectfully.
Octavia smiled reassured, and tried a mouthful of the bacterial paste herself.
"By all that tickles! Ew yuck!" Octavia exclaimed in disgust and spat the stuff out!
The entire hall erupted in equal parts laughter and angry shouting at Octavia's reaction, and people everywhere started throwing the vile green stuff on the floor where it belonged. Wendy sighed and died a little inside, this whole thing had been an exercise in futile stupidity!
"Do not waste food!" Franklin angrily reprimanded the feast goers.
"This "food" isn't even fit for the slaves!" One of the Night Lords jeered back at Franklin, generating jeers of laughter.
"I ruined the feast! I'm so sorry everyone!" Octavia exclaimed mortified, starting to cry like the woman she was beneath her current flesh.
"Oh for fuck's sake! SLAVES, get cooking some real food before we all starve!" Wendy snapped at all of the feast hall slaves within earshot.
"Great, now we only have to wait another two hours for them to cook it all," Luke snarked sarcastically.
The hungry Sevensons gradually settled down in their seats as they were all forced to wait for the food to cook, and eventually stopped glaring at Octavia. The floor was now plastered in the vile green bacterial slop that everyone had gleefully hurled on the floor, and many of the children were now playing with the stuff as a game with each other as the adults sat around.
"Can it not at least be used as livestock food to feed a hajsnip or grox?," Franklin was whining about the green stuff on the floor.
"Hajsnips won't eat this crap," Augusta laughed.
"Grox probably will, but we don't have a grox onboard," Wendy countered, wary of upsetting Octavia even more.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Octavia apologised yet again.
"It's fine, calm down Octavia. This is still a celebration, YOUR celebration remember," Wendy reassured her.
"Oh?, Is it your birthday Octavia?, Happy birthday! How old are you today?," Sister Mary asked excitedly.
"Um, I'm 46 I think, but it's not my birthday," Octavia said confused.
"I thought you were 47?," Luke asked Octavia curiously, counting on his fingers.
"I was 18 when you, um... Raped... Me... Luke, how old is Augusta now?," Octavia asked hauntedly, also counting on her fingers.
"Ugh! I don't want to hear that shit!" Augusta complained about this topic of his conception.
"It's NOT Octavia's birthday! Change the subject for pity's sake!" Wendy interrupted before this conversation could go even darker than it had already.
"Then what is your husband celebrating?," Sister Mary asked curiously.
"Octavia's new female body is finally ready. This time tomorrow she will be back to normal," Wendy said excitedly.
"I for one can't wait," Luke added huskily, with a lustful look on his face.
Franklin and his concubines all wailed and lamented in distress at this news.
"Oh for fucks sake stop it! I am a lesbian, fucking get over it already!" Wendy snapped irritably.
"But you have been doing so much sex with your husband! Can't you just keep doing it this natural way," Franklin begged.
"Just because I can bend in the overpowering force of her lust aura doesn't make me straight. I will be SO much more into her when her body is female again, you have no IDEA how much I miss the taste of pussy!" Wendy snapped at her homophobic son.
"PLEASE Mother! Please reconsider, you are doing so much better now!" Franklin pleaded wretchedly.
"No fucking way! I want my Octavia back! I have the blue balls from HELL!" Luke roared in protest before Wendy could even answer.
"Aw Luke, that's so sweet!" Octavia said romantically.
"Then if Octavia becomes a female then you should MARRY her, Father!" Franklin scolded.
"She's already MY wife!" Wendy said angrily.
"Not if he becomes a woman, marriage is only between a man and a woman," Franklin insisted adamantly.
The entire table of Wendy's daughters were then shouting at Franklin, defending their mother from this homophobic bigotry.
"That is ENOUGH Franklin! Mum is gay, you HAVE to accept it!" Mandy scolded sternly.
"But it's WRONG! Why can't you see how wrong it is?!" Franklin countered.
"What's so wrong about it?, they just tickle each other and passionately fuck, they both like it and are not hurting anyone." Wendy's daughter Bullwhip Sevenson added icily.
"They are hurting EACH OTHER!" Franklin shouted.
"We LIKE it!" Wendy snapped, at the end of her patience.
"I want to be a very ticklish girl again and eat out Wendy's pussy," Octavia added to the conversation.
"Octavia you ALREADY perform oral sex acts on my mother all the time and the pair of you are CONSTANTLY tickling each other! You don't need a female body to do those things," Franklin argued passionately.
"Honestly Franklin you need to drop this before I lose all respect for you." Mandy warned gently but firmly.
To Wendy's considerable amazement Franklin actually paused at these words, and gazed at Mandy with deep fear of loss.
"Please don't lose respect for me Mandy," Franklin said fearfully.
"Then stop attacking my mother's sexual orientation, just drop it," Mandy insisted firmly.
Franklin was then looking at his blasted concubines for guidance about what to do!
"What should I do?," Franklin asked his group of pregnant nuns.
Wendy and everyone else glared warningly at the concubines, their looks promising the nuns pain and suffering if they didn't end this horrific homophobic behaviour in Franklin. The nuns noticed the warning looks and gulped nervously.
"Um, perhaps it would be wise if you cease any further protests on this issue for the time being..." Mother Superior told Franklin hesitantly, fear written on her face.
"Yes Mother Superior," Franklin said with complete and total obedience, and instantly stopped complaining!
"That was surprisingly easy," Mandy mused in surprise. "I wish my husband was that easy to handle," Mandy added as an afterthought.
"I heard that Mistress Mandy," Mandy's husband Tim grumbled bitterly from nearby...
Wendy ignored her son-in-law Tim and focused on Franklin. Franklin was completely submissive to the command of his elderly "dominatrix" concubine, obeying her order without question, but his face suggested that he was still highly in objection to Wendy's lesbianism.
Wendy sighed, the problem was silenced but not solved, but the silence was still a huge relief.
Wendy looked over to her nonbiological daughter Mandy, Mandy was gazing at Franklin with obvious hurt and disappointment on her face. Mandy noticed Wendy's gaze and held eye contact with her, Wendy in turn subtly hinted Mandy with her eyes to talk to her in private about this later and drop it for now. Mandy gave a tiny nod and visibly forced herself to relax.
Wendy gave Franklin one more glance and then turned her attention to Octavia, who by now looked moody and silently angry. Octavia had clearly understood enough of the conversation to become deeply offended by Franklin's words.
Wendy sidled up to Octavia's currently male body, and resisted the lust aura with effort. Wendy instead reached down and squeezed Octavia's leg just above the knee.
Octavia erupted with deep booming laughter, and curled up slightly in reflex but offered no other resistance. Wendy smiled sadistically and squeezed both legs at the same time until Octavia had forgotten she was upset.
"That feels nice, but I am barely ticklish in this body," Octavia laughed from Wendy's touch.
"Tomorrow you will be in your old extremely ticklish body," Wendy purred lustfully.
Octavia smiled and spontaneously kissed Wendy, making her smile romantically. This was nice.
"What will you do to me tomorrow?," Octavia asked huskily.
Wendy leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "everything..."
"Oh Wendy," Octavia's male voice moaned.
Wendy basked in the wonderful lust aura, this felt so nice...
"You are in PUBLIC!" An aghast nun voice was then interrupting.
Wendy blinked and found herself naked and being enthusiastically penetrated by Octavia on the floor... Damn lust aura!... Wendy shrugged, and just kept making love regardless. It felt too good to stop.
"I'm still hungry," someone complained in the background as Wendy just enjoyed her feverish public penetration.
Wendy gazed lustfully at the extremely busty perfectly made replica of Octavia's old body that lay on the surgical table. Franklin and his concubines had refused to witness or attend this event, which Wendy was honestly fine with, Luke had promised to wait his turn with Octavia for the first 12 hours, so he was staying away too, leaving Octavia all to Wendy for the first 12 blissful hours of passionate lust!
The exquisite naked body on the table was INTOXICATINGLY BEAUTIFUL, panty dampeningly, hymen destroyingly, spine tinglingly GORGEOUS, and was currently completely still but for a faint rise and fall of the extremely busty chest breathing, the body currently having nothing more in it's mindless brain than the basic autonomic functions of respiration and the like. A completely blank vessel for Octavia's soul to inhabit.
"By Slaanesh I am so beautiful. I never knew I looked THIS good from looking in the mirror," Octavia said in wonder from where she stood beside the bed, her male body currently naked in readiness for being harvested for organs as soon as Octavia's soul left it.
Wendy could only murmur in awestruck agreement, you never truly realised how beautiful something was until it was taken away from you for a while. Wendy leaned forward and kissed the lips of the naked vegetative clone body, oh Slaanesh Wendy had missed this!
"Let me check the most important thing," Octavia said, and tried to tickle the clone body.
The mindless clone, predictably, didn't react at all.
"It's not ticklish AT ALL!" Octavia wailed in horror.
"Yes it is, it's just too mindless to laugh at the moment. Liling deliberately made sure to make it even MORE ticklish than your original body," Wendy reassured her stupid trophy wife.
"But what if it's not?, I am not getting in that body if it's less ticklish than this current male one," Octavia protested.
Wendy grimaced in HORROR at these terrible words, NO! NO NOT NOW! Don't be difficult NOW when the body is finally finished! It wasn't FAIR!
Wendy gazed down at the Insanely erotic PERFECT female body on the surgery table, and felt the female equivalent of the blue balls from hell! Wendy absolutely MUST have her exquisite fucktoy back again, any delay right now would drive her absolutely mad with frustration!
Wendy turned to Octavia, and groaned in horror at the hesitation written all over her unwanted male face, this was a face that promised to be difficult.
"Please Octavia, please just let this happen," Wendy pleaded.
"I want to stay ticklish," Octavia whined.
"You WILL be!" Wendy implored the stupid woman.
"What if I'm not?, can I return to this body if I'm not happy with the new one?," Octavia asked.
"Oh dear Slaanesh YES! I will make sure that this old body remains awake and ready for you to return, ANYTHING!" Wendy desperately agreed.
Octavia gazed nervously at the female body, and reluctantly nodded in agreement.
Wendy let out a massive sigh and immediately informed Liling that the old body would remain alive and ready on standby for a few days "just in case". Oh please Slaanesh let this new body be ticklish enough to keep Octavia in it!
Wendy fast tracked the rest of the procedure before Octavia could get cold feet again, shouting at people to start, and the psykers quickly entered the room and got Octavia to lay down on a surgical table a few meters away from her new body.
"Wendy, I'm scared..." Octavia's deep male voice began to whimper.
"For fuck's sake do it NOW!" Wendy shouted at the psykers.
Pink psychic energy erupted from the heads of the psykers and entwined the two laying bodies, and Wendy shielded her eyes from the bright glare.
"Oh Wendy," the deep male voice of the MALE body suddenly said with passionate enthusiasm...
Wendy glared at the psykers as the wrong body excitedly tackled her to the floor and passionately initiated sex with her, the ritual had failed!
"Oh my BEAUTIFUL wife, I am FINALLY free to touch you as I wish! Oh sweet BEAUTIFUL Wendy, I will be the best husband ever, I will raise our new baby son together with you! Oh thank the Emperor that my body is finally free of that supernatural possession!" The male body said in a completely different accent from Octavia's distinctive tribal accent...
"Um, what?," Wendy said nonplussed as she was energetically penetrated on the floor of the medical room.
"Wendy, you were right, this body is SUPER ticklish!" The distinct erotic FEMALE voice of Octavia said from the direction of the female body on the other surgery table.
Wendy blinked, processing these words, as the moaning body on top of her passionately kissed her lips, penis deep inside her. Wendy then suddenly realised that this body lacked any sort of lust aura...
"Wendy?, What's going on?, Why is my old male body having sex with you?," Octavia's female voice asked sounding confused and worried.
Wendy screamed in horror and tried to escape from under the man between her legs!
"Don't be afraid Wendy, I won't hurt you. My name is rating Adolf Lincoln, crewman on the grox meat Imperial Merchant freighter the "Saint Maxwell". My ship was attacked by a huge chaos battleship, I think I passed out when the ship was fired upon. Next thing I know I am awake but possessed by a strange entity, couldn't move or nothing, but I saw and felt everything that happened. By the Emperor I have enjoyed being your husband! Couldn't believe my luck, I never thought that so beautiful a woman as you even existed!" The man explained reassuringly, only making her screams worsen.
The man reluctantly pulled out of Wendy, and hesitantly patted her hair to try to calm down her screams.
"Don't be afraid Wendy, I won't rape you like the possessing entity did. I am a gentleman I assure you," the man, "rating Adolf Lincoln", soothed her.
"What the fuck is going on!?" Wendy shrilly demanded of no one person in particular.
"(Squawk)... Seems the... Host body... (Squawk)... Wasn't mind wiped... Before use..." Hyacinth's voice squawked out.
"LILING! What the FUCK!" Wendy shouted in outrage.
"(Squawk)... Liling is... Running away... (Squawk)... To avoid... Explaining this..." Hyacinth explained awkwardly, pointing out the door at a tiny fleeing figure in a surgical gown.
"I'm a really nice guy, but I do confess that I am completely in love with you after all our intimate time together. I have come to see you as my wife, I really REALLY love you Wendy! I'm ok with how kinky you are, took me a while to get used to it but I am fine with it now. Please give me a chance, I will be the best husband ever," Adolf added hopefully.
"Wendy, this is weird, what's going on?," Octavia asked, sitting up on the table, completely naked and sexy as hell.
Wendy moved as fast as her weakened healing muscles could go, and retreated into Octavia's arms. The lust aura hit Wendy half way there, and Wendy found herself having sex on the table with the exquisite woman.
"I am honestly even happy to just share you, please just let me be a part of your life Wendy," Adolf was calling from the other side of the room.
"Oh dear cruel Slaanesh, why doesn't ANYTHING ever go to plan around here!" Wendy exclaimed, utterly bewildered by this bizarre situation.
Slaanesh merely laughed cruelly in her mind in response, obviously deliberately tormenting her on purpose yet again.
Being a Slaanesh Champion REALLY sucks sometimes, Wendy thought unhappily...
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