Circe's Manor: Re-re-redux!

[Whatevr89532]

As if on cue to the comment about how popular Circe's manor is lately..a man of some thirty years or so, with thick glasses and a white lab coat wrapped around what look to be old jeans and a t-shirt, spontaneously appears about three or four yards above a random color-fruit-populated section of Circe's garden. Then he starts falling.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

It doesn't sound like he did that on purpose.

[Circe]

Blinking, Mark just stares at the maid for a moment, before scratching his head a little. "Well, um, I guess I could use a job, but, um...I was really just looking around and such, and kinda wondered just who lived here." He says, shrugging a little.

Uh-huh? ...You don't know about Miss Circe, then?

"Well, I suppose you could call it sneaking in... but taking her clothes? Just a pair of panties, that's all! Look at this place, she's so rich I bet she has so many pairs she'd never even miss them!", he said with a blush, watching her come closer, his eyes of course being drawn to her breasts...

If you want a pair of panties so bad, why not just buy some...? *The maid trails off as she notices Elliot's gaze.* My eyes are a bit higher up on my body, you do realize...

As if on cue to the comment about how popular Circe's manor is lately..a man of some thirty years or so, with thick glasses and a white lab coat wrapped around what look to be old jeans and a t-shirt, spontaneously appears about three or four yards above a random color-fruit-populated section of Circe's garden. Then he starts falling.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

It doesn't sound like he did that on purpose.

*Aaaaaaaaaaaaa- Crash! The man lands squarely in one of the taller grapeach trees, cushioning his fall a bit but still leaving a fair amount of pain. Down below, he hears a bit of commotion as a maid who'd been tending the garden tries to work out what just happened.*

[Marky]

Uh-huh? ...You don't know about Miss Circe, then?

Mark shakes his head in response. "Afraid not. I'm pretty new around here, so I really don't know all that many people at all..."

[Harri-chan]

For a long moment after she spoke, Elliot continued to stare, going more and more red. He was really struggling to look up into her eyes, "I... wait... no... they couldn't be just any panties. They had to belong to this Circe. That's the only way he'd trade me issue one of the super secretary!", he groaned.

[Whatevr89532]

The poor fellow tumbles down the tree, probably knocking one or two of its fruits loose in the process, eventually landing on the ground and, by his luck so far, probably squashing one of the grapeaches right under him. Once he's safely lying face-down on the ground, he groans, "Oooowww...that was a terrible idea.."

[Circe]

Mark shakes his head in response. "Afraid not. I'm pretty new around here, so I really don't know all that many people at all..."

Uh-huh... Well, this is Circe's Manor. Miss Circe, the super powerful witch, lives here.

For a long moment after she spoke, Elliot continued to stare, going more and more red. He was really struggling to look up into her eyes, "I... wait... no... they couldn't be just any panties. They had to belong to this Circe. That's the only way he'd trade me issue one of the super secretary!", he groaned.

So you decided it was a good idea to steal underwear from Miss Circe, one of the most powerful and vengeful people in the city... For a comic book? ...Are you simple or something?

The poor fellow tumbles down the tree, probably knocking one or two of its fruits loose in the process, eventually landing on the ground and, by his luck so far, probably squashing one of the grapeaches right under him. "Oooowww...that was a terrible idea.."

*The maid squeals as the man lands right next to her, making her jump into the air.* Ah... Who are you and what are you doing here!?

*Meanwhile, a bit of grapeach juice is seeping into the guy's clothes from the poor fruit he squished... But that doesn't seem to be doing anything just yet.*

[Harri-chan]

Elliot started to look quite worried, "Wh-What? He never said she was... are you sure? He said she was just some rich lady and it would be really easy... ", he groaned. "It's not just a comic book... it's really rare... it officially has the most pantyshots of a non schoolgirl comic in existence!". Reaching into his back pocket, the underwear magazine falls to the floor, but he holds the comic out to the maid. "This is issue 3!", he said. Sure enough, on the front was a smartly dressed, busty secretary, bending over a desk, her panties peeking.

[Marky]

Uh-huh... Well, this is Circe's Manor. Miss Circe, the super powerful witch, lives here.

Mark blinkblinks a little, staring at the maid for a moment. "Super-powerful witch? Damn. She must want to live a life of luxury or so with this humongous place." He says, glancing around a little, before pausing. "Wait. Circe is her name? Isn't that just like the name of that one person in the Greek myths or whatever that lived on that island and could turn people into animals and such?"

[Whatevr89532]

"Urrgh..I think I'm gonna be a pile of organic matter in a moment..." The man struggles to turn his head and see the maid, though he probably has enough broken bones at the moment to make attempting to turn his body over on his back risky for him. "Eh? Those ears..are you from another dimension? Or, I mean, does everyone here--ow!" He rather foolishly tried to get up to take a better look at the woman, and found that his arm didn't really want to let him do that.

[Circe]

Elliot started to look quite worried, "Wh-What? He never said she was... are you sure? He said she was just some rich lady and it would be really easy... ", he groaned. "It's not just a comic book... it's really rare... it officially has the most pantyshots of a non schoolgirl comic in existence!". Reaching into his back pocket, the underwear magazine falls to the floor, but he holds the comic out to the maid. "This is issue 3!", he said. Sure enough, on the front was a smartly dressed, busty secretary, bending over a desk, her panties peeking.

*The maid stares for a moment at comic, then the magazine, then finally at Elliot.* All right, this is just getting disgustingly pathetic... Put that stuff away and come with me, won't you?

Mark blinkblinks a little, staring at the maid for a moment. "Super-powerful witch? Damn. She must want to live a life of luxury or so with this humongous place." He says, glancing around a little, before pausing. "Wait. Circe is her name? Isn't that just like the name of that one person in the Greek myths or whatever that lived on that island and could turn people into animals and such?"

*The maid nods.* That's right. Want to guess why she took on that name?

"Urrgh..I think I'm gonna be a pile of organic matter in a moment..." The man struggles to turn his head and see the maid, though he probably has enough broken bones at the moment to make attempting to turn his body over on his back risky for him. "Eh? Those ears..are you from another dimension? Or, I mean, does everyone here--ow!" He rather foolishly tried to get up to take a better look at the woman, and found that his arm didn't really want to let him do that.

My ears? *The maid reaches up and feels her fuzzier set of ears.* Oh, right. That's a long story... What about you, though!? I asked you first!

*As the man lays in the puddle of grapeach juice, he may actually feel the pain slowly slipping away, his broken bones seemingly mending as his body slowly slims down.*

[Harri-chan]

Elliot at least looked suitably ashamed as the girl stared at him and called him pathetic. He picked up the magazine and sighed, starting to follow behind her. "Where are we going? Can't you just let me go? I'll give you the magazine... and I promise I won't try this again... ".

[Whatevr89532]

"Ahm..all right, the pain's starting to lessen so I may just go numb and pass out soon. Listen, I'm Doctor James Marcus Karulis. I was working on an experiment with a few of my colleagues to find out if a technological reproduction of the natural human teleportation could be modified in a manner that would allow cross-dimensional travel..are you taking all of this down? It might need to go in an obituary..."

[Marky]

*The maid nods.* That's right. Want to guess why she took on that name?

Pausing for a moment, Mark ponders, scratching his head a little. "Um...well, I guess cause she's as powerful as the other Circe?"

[Circe]

Elliot at least looked suitably ashamed as the girl stared at him and called him pathetic. He picked up the magazine and sighed, starting to follow behind her. "Where are we going? Can't you just let me go? I'll give you the magazine... and I promise I won't try this again... ".

I am going to punish you. I'm sure Miss Circe won't want to bother with a lowlife like you herself, but I still can't let you get away with this... *The maid grabs Elliot by the arm and drags him out of Circe's room and down the hall.*

"Ahm..all right, the pain's starting to lessen so I may just go numb and pass out soon. Listen, I'm Doctor James Marcus Karulis. I was working on an experiment with a few of my colleagues to find out if a technological reproduction of the natural human teleportation could be modified in a manner that would allow cross-dimensional travel..are you taking all of this down? It might need to go in an obituary..."

An obituary? Why would you need that? *The doctor's pain continues to fade into near nonexistence, though he still can't shake off a certain feeling of unease... As this is going on, his body slims into a fairly feminine build, and locks of blue hair seem to be falling into his eyes.*

Pausing for a moment, Mark ponders, scratching his head a little. "Um...well, I guess cause she's as powerful as the other Circe?"

Right again. She also shares the other Circe's talent for transformation, so I'd be careful with her if I were you...

[Harri-chan]

"P-Punish? You? But... but... you're just a maid! Wait... that didn't come out right", he said, starting to panic, blushing at how easily she was over-powering him and dragging him down the hall. "Can't we just talk about this?".