Circe's Manor: Re-re-redux!

[Marky]

*Well, these are experimental items... Outside, a passing maid glances at the door to the lab as Mark cries out, but shrugs it off and moves on.*

Sighing and standing there for a moment, Mark just stands there, unsure of what to do. She can't get herself out of this predicament on her own, but, if she goes and find someone that can help, she might get in a ton of trouble. "Augh!! Damn my curiosity!" She yells.

[Harri-chan]

"Stretches... right", nodded Elliot, sounding hesitant. Putting his hands on his hips, he moved one foot forward and bent his knee to stretch the thigh muscles, blushing as he felt the dress riding up slightly. "Have you two ever met Circe before...?".

[Whatevr89532]

Orphea nods. "Sure, I think. Would you mind if I looked around this place a little?"

[Circe]

Orphea nods. "Sure, I think. Would you mind if I looked around this place a little?"

I suppose that's fine... *Circe looks to Orphea's guide.* Do you think you could continue escorting her?

Oh, uh... I actually have someone else I was showing around... I should probably go find him. *And the maid runs off!*

...Guess I'll have to call someone else in for you, then. *Circe pulls a phone out of nowhere and starts talking into it.*

"Stretches... right", nodded Elliot, sounding hesitant. Putting his hands on his hips, he moved one foot forward and bent his knee to stretch the thigh muscles, blushing as he felt the dress riding up slightly. "Have you two ever met Circe before...?".

*The two cheerleaders follow Elliot's lead.* Oh, sure. We see her all the time at meals and stuff, right? *Marcia looks to Marissa.*

Right...

Sighing and standing there for a moment, Mark just stands there, unsure of what to do. She can't get herself out of this predicament on her own, but, if she goes and find someone that can help, she might get in a ton of trouble. "Augh!! Damn my curiosity!" She yells.

*A couple minutes later, Mark hears the maid who lead him in running about outside.* Guy? Hey, uh... Guy? You still here?

[Marky]

*A couple minutes later, Mark hears the maid who lead him in running about outside.* Guy? Hey, uh... Guy? You still here?

Pausing for a moment, Mark hears the maid and ponders the situation, before sighing. "I guess it's time to face the music..." She says, before slowly heading out of the magic laboratory, slowly closing the door behind her as she looks for the maid that was calling for her.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot stretched out his other thigh, and then started to bent forward to touch his toes. It was mid-pose, with his butt poking out behind him, that the other girl mentioned having dinner with Circe. "Oh... you live in that big house with her?".

[Circe]

Pausing for a moment, Mark hears the maid and ponders the situation, before sighing. "I guess it's time to face the music..." She says, before slowly heading out of the magic laboratory, slowly closing the door behind her as she looks for the maid that was calling for her.

*Mark sees the maid a bit down the hall, standing in front of the kitchen where she left her.* Oh, great... Miss Circe's gonna kill me...

Elliot stretched out his other thigh, and then started to bent forward to touch his toes. It was mid-pose, with his butt poking out behind him, that the other girl mentioned having dinner with Circe. "Oh... you live in that big house with her?".

Uh, yeah. All the maids do.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot stood back up, and then lifted his knees, one at a time, and held them pressed to his chest, not realising this was again showing off the panties beneath the dress. "But... you're not maids, you're cheerleaders... ", he said with a confused expression, before going rather wide-eyed, "Wait... are you telling me Joan is... whatever Circe wants her to be?".

[Circe]

Um, yeah, I guess we all kinda are... But hey, it's not like every little thing we do's because of her, y'know?

Sports are a hobby...

[Harri-chan]

Elliot chewed his bottom lip, and glanced back up at the door that he had walked through to get into the baseball field. "The maid that... er... hired me, didn't mention anything like that. She just said they needed a replacement cheerleader. You don't think... I'm replacing Joan in all those other ways, do you... ?".

[Marky]

*Mark sees the maid a bit down the hall, standing in front of the kitchen where she left her.* Oh, great... Miss Circe's gonna kill me...

Pausing for a moment, Mark slowly wanders over to the maid. "U-um, excuse me, miss?" She stammers a bit.

[Circe]

Elliot chewed his bottom lip, and glanced back up at the door that he had walked through to get into the baseball field. "The maid that... er... hired me, didn't mention anything like that. She just said they needed a replacement cheerleader. You don't think... I'm replacing Joan in all those other ways, do you... ?".

Oh? Um, I don't think so... We can probably take care of whatever her jobs would've been, yeah?

Probably...

Pausing for a moment, Mark slowly wanders over to the maid. "U-um, excuse me, miss?" She stammers a bit.

I am so... *The maid trails off and looks at Mark in confusion.* Uh, yeah...?

[Marky]

I am so... *The maid trails off and looks at Mark in confusion.* Uh, yeah...?

Pausing for a moment, she twiddles her glove-covered fingers. "Um, well, I was, um...the young man you, um, brought to see the kitchen before, um, you had to leave..." She stammers, blushing.

[Harri-chan]

"Hopefully...", mumured Elliot, blushing at the thought of essentially becoming Circe's new plaything instead of this Joan girl. "How long have you two been... uh... working for her?".

[Circe]

Pausing for a moment, she twiddles her glove-covered fingers. "Um, well, I was, um...the young man you, um, brought to see the kitchen before, um, you had to leave..." She stammers, blushing.

You... what? *The maid stares at Mark.* What? But... how? What did you do?

"Hopefully...", mumured Elliot, blushing at the thought of essentially becoming Circe's new plaything instead of this Joan girl. "How long have you two been... uh... working for her?".

Um...A little over a year, right Marissa?

That's right... *Marissa nods.*