Springfield, for all her patience, can get angry. Usually it's when someone insults her coffee (rare), someone starts a fight in the cafe (marginally less rare), or when someone barges in and threatens to ruin the peace of the cafe.

However, her old friend, one WA2000, gets a pass.

A small cup of the distraught woman's favorite blend is set down gently, and WA looks up to see her adopted sister smiling down at her in that comforting way.

"Springyyyyyy…"

"What's wrong, Macchiato? Stuck on logistics duty again?"

WA shakes her head. "It's… it's the Commander again."

"Oh dear." Springfield grabs a cup and starts to polish it with a cloth. Less because it was dirty and more so she could stand here and listen to the brunette without just standing around. WA is particularly sensitive to how others acted around her, and if she tried to pay full attention to the other doll, Springfield is confident that WA would clam up.

"We just had a batch of new dolls two weeks ago!" WA sips her coffee dejectedly. "I can't afford to keep this up!"

"That is a problem." Springfield looks up and ponders the situation in her head. "Have you tried asking him to stop?"

WA shakes her head glumly. "Every time, without fail, he picks a new girl out and brings her to his bedroom. I've asked him to stop, but…" She lift her left hand into the air and eyes the silver ring on her ring finger. "I wonder if this means anything to him."

"I'm sure it does." Springfield soothes. "He's only given an oath ring to you, yes?"

"Yes… but he sure doesn't act like it." WA once more lets her head rest on the cool counter, eyes defocusing. "Even… even last night, I almost didn't make it in time."

"Oh dear. Do you think he's catching on?"

"No…" The depressed doll sighs. "For all his observational skills when out in the field, his brain turns off pretty hard when his lower body is in control."

"At least it's something."

"Mmm."

"Er, excuse me."

WA looks over her shoulder to see G36 standing there, eyes squinting to see in the darkened cafe. "Oh, hey G36."

G36 nods to the woman. "What's going on with the commander? Is he doing things I need to report to Miss Helian?"

"Oh, no… you don't have to worry about it." WA turns back to her coffee. "It's only a problem to me. Because I'm not worth enough."

Springfield's mouth twists into even more of a frown, and G36 makes eye contact with the waitress.

"Er, Macchiato?"

WA looks up at her favorite barista. "Yes?"

"Why don't you explain what's going on to G36? You know she can be trusted, yes?"

WA turns on her stool and looks at 36. They had been working together for most of their Commander's time here with G and K…

"Okay… this might take a while." WA sighs, and G36 slips onto the stool beside her.

"Thank you for confiding in me." G36 fixes her sharp gaze on WA. "Please, tell me what's going on from the start."

WA nods slowly, neural cloud drifting back to when Sector Nine was first given their new commander, in charge of holding off or destroying the Sangvis threat. "Well… do you remember how the Commander gave me this Oath ring?"

"Ja."

"Do you remember him promising to love me forever?"

"Er… Possibly."

"Do you remember him telling me he'd never cheat on me?"

"I think you are misremembering things, Frauline."

WA continues as if G36 had agreed with her. "Well, everything was good for a few months, but eventually I noticed his eyes wandering. He started looking at other dolls, when he already has me!"

G36 blinks. "I see. He's always been very open about his desires."

WA clutches her head in her hands. "Of course, asking him to stop, or demanding, or… nothing I did would convince him to stop! Every time I tried to get him to stop, he seemed to pursue other girls that much more as if to spite me!"

G36 nods along, and acknowledges Springfield wordlessly as the waitress brings back two more coffees.

WA takes hers without comment, though she doesn't immediately drink. "After eight months, four days, sixteen hours and thirty-seven minutes, he finally did the unthinkable and decided to cheat on me."

G36's hackles raise. "He did what?!"

WA nods glumly. "He approached AA-12 and offered her a whole crate of lollipops if she'd suck something else."

"That bastard." G36's hands curl up on the desk. "I can't believe he'd bribe… well, it's not unbelievable, but it's certainly reprehensible behavior."

"I know! He's married to me, not that harlot!"

G36 didn't mean it that way, but whatever. "So he's been secretly dating AA-12 as well?"

"No… he keeps looking for short flings. He'll find a new doll in every batch and approach her, leading her on so she thinks she has to do him favors to get raises or whatever." WA finally slugs back some of her coffee. "It's hard to keep up with all of them, sometimes."

G36 sips her own coffee and thinks through her coworker's problem with her standard methodical process. "I'm surprised you haven't asked for a transfer, or returned the Oath ring by this point."

"I would've." WA finishes her coffee and once more collapses onto the counter. "But I figured out a loophole."

"Oh?"

"When Commander asked AA-12 to have sex with him, she got creeped out and asked him to give her some time to think it over. That's when I approached her and made her my own offer."

G36's neural cloud is on the verge of overheating with how hard she's trying to come up with a way that this can possibly end in any way but tears. "What was the offer?"

"I'd take over her body for that evening so she wouldn't have to actually have sex with the Commander, and she could keep the lollipops."

G36 blinks. "You swapped neural clouds?!"

"Yes."

"But… that's dangerous!"

Springfield lays a hand on G36's arm. "It's better than poor Macchiato having to watch her beloved COmmander have sex with someone else, no?"

"I… suppose." G36's brow furrows. "So, you had sex with him in AA-12's body?"

WA nods, a pink tinge on her cheeks. "He didn't even realize, he just wanted another pussy to use. After that night, I cleaned myself up and transferred our bodies back. He never went after her again, so she's no longer important."

"Macchiato, please. All dolls are important."

WA grumbles, but doesn't argue with Springfield. "After that, I had to be wary. Each new batch of dolls that came in, there's always one that COmmander fixates on, and I have to try to figure out who it is before he gets to her, and make them a deal. Or, sometimes I can't because they have rotten personalities."

"PA-15 really did a number on your head." Springfield rests her elbows on the counter and looks into the distance wistfully. "How did you resolve that one again?"

"I had to buy one of her dummies from Kalina." WA looks into the empty cup in her hands. "As the Commander's adjutant, I get enough pay to buy a dummy link or two every now and and again, but recently we've been getting too many new girls in. I had to buy three in the last two months, and we have a new batch coming in tomorrow!"

"I… see." G36 purses her lips. "And you can't buy another dummy?"

"No. I spent too much on ingredients for Springfield's cooking lessons."

"And the cleanup." Springfield sighs. "I still do not understand how you managed to make a mixture that hardened into concrete out of flour, water, and yeast."

WA ignores Springfield. "So, now I have to figure out what I can do tomorrow. I've come too far to lose now."

"Well… I understand how you feel, but surely you can let one go by?" G36 asks cautiously. "It's not ideal, but-"

"No. I've managed to avoid letting him have sex with anyone else so far, I refuse to give up! He is mine, and mine alone!"

G36 nods. "I see. I too would have an issue if my Commander decided to indiscriminately lure dolls into his room… So, what are you going to do?"

"I… don't know." WA's head once more hits the counter, this time so hard the cups rattle. "I hear the next batch is a bunch of former idols too."

An idea strikes G36, and she sips on her coffee for a few more moments before opening her eyes back up and fixing her gaze on G36. "What do you do with the dummy frames you buy?"

"Hmm?" WA looks away for a moment. "Oh, well… nobody wants to buy a doll frame whos condition reads 'lightly fucked' so I kepe them in the storehouse. Why?"

"I have an idea."

WA's melancholy expression perks up. "You… you do?"

"You do?" Springfield's own voice is filled with a bit of worry. "It's nothing that's going to cause problems, is it?"

"Nein." G36 shakes her head. "If WA is already adept at hopping bodies, which she must be to have gotten this far, then this shou;dn't have any risks whatsoever."

Springfield doesn't look convinced, but WA's eyes are filled with hope.

"First, we're going to need to talk to someone else…" G36 grimaces.

"Man, I am BEAT!" Commander Rivera sits back in his seat, the casters allowing the seat to roll a bit closer to the only person in his office. His arms go up as he stretches, and one of them lowers down behind the woman-

"Touch my ass one more time and I'm using my handgun on your cranium." Kalina says without looking up.

Commander Rivera mutters to himself, but his hand retreats to his side. "When's that new batch of dolls coming in, by the way?"

Kalina hits a few buttons on her datapad. "Looks like they'll be here in about fifteen hours."

"Hmm." He glances at the new list of faces. "Maybe I'll go for HK21."

Kalina's lip curls, but she keeps the expression hidden. What had she done to deserve this creep of a boss? "I'll… assign her to work with you when she gets here."

"See that you do." He yawns. "Well, looks like it's about time for me to turn in tonight. Be a dear and hit the lights when you leave?"

"Alright." Kalina wastes no time leaving the office that always smells so cloyingly of semen and artificial lubrication favored by dolls with fully functional genitalia. If she could prove it, she'd have reported him to HR by now.

Commander Rivera stands up from his bed, walks over to the mattress he'd insisted was put in the corner of the office, and flops down onto it.

"Maybe I'll call on ZB-26 again." He muses aloud. "She really knew how to use her hips. I'd have to come up with a new excuse though, I think she caught on…" He purses his lips. "Maybe I could do WA, for old time's sake? She still thinks she's in love with me, right?"

Another yawn overtakes him.

"Nah, I'll just go to bed tonight. Gotta save up for when HK21 shows up tomorrow!"

He pulls off his pants and the stuffy button down shirt, tossing them into the corner.

It's only a matter of minutes before a rhythmic snoring fills the room.

Then, a pair of glowing eyes opens in the dark.

The doll who owns those eyes opens the closet from inside, before silently creeping over to the door and letting in several other dolls.

Before long, over thirty dolls are inside the room. None of them look like each other, ranging the whole gamut from adults wearing less cloth than your average pre-teen to dolls that look like they might have just graduated from being pre-teens.

The leader, a tall brunette with a sour look on her face, walks over to her sleeping commander.

"Dear, it's time to wake up."

"Hmm?" Commander Rivera's eyes flicker open and shut. "Whazzat? Something going on?"

"Yes." WA caresses his cheek with her hand. "I wanted to have one last night with you. And so did all of them."

She moves aside, and Commander Rivera gets an eyeful of all the dolls lined up to greet him.

30 odd dolls.

30 odd naked dolls.

A bulge forms in his pants.

"Here, let me help you sit up." WA pulls on his shoulders, and one of the other dolls walks over. AA-12, actually, her hand down by her crotch to get herself ready. "Are you ready, dear?"

"Ready?" He looks nervously at the deceivingly placid WA. "Ready for what?"

"Well, I know you like girls." She moves his boxers aside, revealing his thick penis. AA-12 positions herself over his hips and drops down just like that. "So, tonight you get to indulge."

AA-12 starts to rock her hips, and for a moment Commander Rivera is almost sent straight to heaven.

But, just as he's about to burst, AA-12 stands up abruptly and walks away.

"W-what?"

WA's hand traces his chin, and he looks over at her.

"Not yet."

"Not yet?" He asks weakly.

SHe shows her teeth. In the dim light, her grin and glowing red eyes almost give off the impression of a demon.

The next doll, G41, walks over and sits down on his dick. Her insides curl around him, sending small sparks flying though his mind. Oh god, he'd missed this-

Right before he arrives, once more the doll stands up and moves aside.

Okay, now that's starting to get painful.

WA leans in to whisper in his ear. "I know what you've been doing."

A chill goes down the man's spine, and before he can ask her to elaborate the next doll in line inserts him into herself and starts to move.

"I know you've been cheating on me." WA continues, her voice gentle and quiet, yet all the more terrifying for it. "I know you keep fucking other girls."

"Uh, s-sorry? I didn't mean-"

The doll currently on top of him, Klin, moves back enough for his member to pop out, allowing her to reach down and absolutely tweak his prostate.

"OW!"

"Wrong answer." WA says, still with false cheer in her voice. "After all, you bribed AA-12 with a whole crate of lollipops. You promised G41 walks. You-"

"O-okay! I get it!" He grimaces as Klin once more starts to rock her hips. "Why are you all doing this?"

As the pain melts away once more, he starts to reflexively start to come, only for Klin to stand up abruptly.

"WHY?!"

"Because, tonight I'm going to teach you something." WA grabs his chin and forces him to look at her even as the next doll walks up to take her turn. "From now, only I will make you come."

She pulls his gaze downward, and he spots the glint of a knife.

"But I will make you learn that lesson the hard way, since the easy way just won't work. So, until it's my turn… you will not come. Okay?"

Commander Rivera gulps.

"And if you do-" THe blade comes up to rest on his heart. "-well, why don't you find out?"

"Hello Macchiato." Springfield sets a cup of coffee in front of WA. "You seem a lot more chipper today."

"Yes." She beams as she sips her coffee. "The plan worked."

Springfield winces. "Well, I'm glad you didn't fry your neural cloud switching between all thos dummies, but-"

"It's fine." WA seems to remember something. "Ah, your knife."

Springfield reluctantly accepts the butcher's knife WA had borrowed last night. It looks clean… "So, you're not worried about him cheating anymore?"

She shakes her head. "No. He's not going to be capable."

Springfield feels like she's going to regret asking, but morbid curiosity compels her to speak. "How… do you know that?"

WA's eyes grow hard. "I, with the dummies, fucked him until he was dry, and then some. He's too bruised for it to feel anything pleasurable, at least for a he recovers, I'll do it again. And again, and again, and if he ever adds another woman, there's going to be even more girls draining him."

Springfield nods slowly. Part of her understands where WA is coming from, but another part of her winces in abject horror.

"So… you don't need to buy more dummies?"

WA giggles, a sound so alien that Springfield shivers. "Oh, I'm going to buy more. One of each and every doll, so no matter who he makes a pass at, or gropes, or even looks at funny, I'll be there to make sure he regrets it."

Springfield nods. Damn, G36's plan was brutal. Brutal, but efficient. It had done in an evening what WA had been trying to do for years, after all.

The door to the cafe opens, and a nervous and haggard looking Rivera peers inside. His eyes go wide when he spots WA, but before he can flee she looks over at him, and he freezes in place.

WA stands up and walks over to him, tracing her fingers over his chest, four fingers tracing down over his heart. He winces and bites his tongue, but WA doesn't let up.

"Next time, you'll hold it longer, yes?" She whispers. "You failed four times, but next time that will be less, right?"

"R-Right!" Rivera nods vigorously. "I-I'll be better, I promise."

"Good!"

Springfield watches this before turning on her communication module and ringing G36.

"Hallo."

"It looks like your plan worked."

G36 is silent.

Springfield continues. "I just wish we didn't force her to adopt some of Negev's mannerisms."

"There was no other way…"