The Zappers Club TG - Part 1

I will be posting this to Royal Road.

The Zappers Club

In a place just a little left of normal time and space, you can find Kersi's. Most find it by accident when taking a highway with a number which can be divided by four just at dusk on Wednesdays when the air is completely still. There are, of course, other ways to find it.

Kersi's, also known as Kersi's Hall or Kersi's Pub, sits on the edge of a road labeled '416' by bright, metallic-blue signs. The road itself is quite smooth and takes travelers to their intended destination twice as fast if they don't stop.

But, if they do stop, they will find the soft-gravel parking lot nearly full. There will always be at least one spot left.

The building, two stories tall and similar in style to old west American architecture, is painted red with accents of blue. Large, saloon-like windows cast a soft, pale light, especially once dusk settles into evening. The entrance to Kersi's is almost in the back, through a silvery door which seems to barely contain the light leaking out from inside.

Don't bother checking for hours. Kersi's is always open.

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The walls played an old song as Kersi pushed back her long, reddish-brown hair and yawned, her arms resting on the counter.

She wore a wide, pink fedora, with a black band, pushed back on her head over a crest in her hair. She had on little blue gloves which covered the palms of her hands but left her fingers exposed to rap a stubby nail on the wood of the bar counter.

Aside from her hat and gloves, the colors on the rest of her clothes were subdued. A white, buttoned-up sleeveless shirt. A pair of gray suspenders which edged around the peaks of her chest and were attached to her tan, corduroy pants.

Kersi bent her head down so it was almost touching the counter. The main bar stood before her, empty.  

She knew Fridays were always the quietest but the bar was rarely empty. Usually someone would be over by the pool table, wagering whatever could be bet, not realizing she made sure all wagers, no matter how ridiculous, were always kept. She chuckled to herself when she remembered the young CPA who "bet his balls" he could sink the nine-ball.

And the pinball machine. Usually some teenagers who tried to pass themselves off as older than they were would play a couple rounds, clueless that it wasn't your typical machine but rather a device which revealed your true self in how you played it.

Tracing a finger in slow circles, Kersi pondered new ideas for drinks. Something for the experienced drinkers who smiled and said, "Give me something I've never experienced."

The song ended with a long trill on a saxophone. The room changed colors a little from the mellow blue across the walls and the little handle lamps of a moment before to a warm, golden wash. A few of the lamps shifted, as though flowers taking in the new light. The new song was a big band classic. If there were customers, even the quietest beer nurser would be motivated to smile a bit more and say a random word to a stranger.

The shift did nothing to bring in customers. She considered changing the polish on the little tables. Maybe more reddish paneling on the walls.

Still, it wasn't as though no one was about. The dinning hall had a handful of guests. A few were ambling about the store, none noticing which items were marked with Nuhaizi logos. And, of course, Lady Mirstra in the concert room, who could sing a tenor/soprano duet with herself, had plenty of listeners.

But no one in the bar. No new visitors for some time. No curious, nervous little faces peering in and marveling at her little place. Which was two inches bigger on the inside than the outside.

She considered pouring herself a dancing soda to watch the little bubble people twist and twirl in each other's arms. The door creaked and opened. She looked up too quickly and her fedora nearly tipped off.

In the doorway stood a teenage girl with fuchsia hair long past her back and a large, purple bow at the end. She smirked. Kersi had completely forgotten the Club was meeting tonight. With a squint and a thought, she set up a small banquet hall.

The teenage girl was dressed in a pale-pink kimono which ended at her ankle. A large satchel the same color rested on her hip. Despite the soft sandals she wore, her feet slapped loudly against the wooden floor. Her large, jade-green eyes met Kersi's metallic-blue ones and she said, "Hello. The others should be along soon. Is everything set up?"

Kersi smiled, tripped her fedora back with a quick thumb and said, "All set, as usual, Katsumi. Any special orders tonight…in any sense?"

Katsumi leaned by the counter and pressed her lips together. "So long as there are plenty of targets and tea, I'll be happy!" With a smile, Kersi passed a cup of Katsumi's favorite tea to her from behind the counter. Katsumi sipped and nodded before heading down the hall and through the doors to the banquet hall she'd requested.

It wasn't too long after Katsumi left that the next member of the Club showed up. Her hair was long to her shoulder and jet black like heavy ink. The silky, green dress she wore nearly reached the floor. Its low scoop-neckline accented her significant figure, which was quite the opposite from Katsumi's. Although Kersi knew well never to point that out to her.

The Club member's dress had soft, gossamer sleeves which stretched nearly to her small hands. The area around her eyes were painted with a same, icy-blue color as her long nails and wide lips. Kersi admired the color. It was nearly the shade she favored.

With the bottom of her dress sweeping up, the woman smiled a slight smile and said with a soft, almost quiet voice, "I hope I'm not late."

Kersi shook her head and nodded down the hall. "You're fine, Cassandra. Katsumi just arrived and I assume she's only now setting up."

Bringing her hands together, Cassandra gave a blue smile. Little embers of flame curled between her palms and danced along the opening. "Lovely. I was tempted to bring a few of my girls but they were quite tired after their lessons."

Kersi gave a quick frown. "Aw. I'd love to see them."

Cassandra bowed her head gently and promised, "Next time. I know Maike would enjoy it. Though she's still ever so shy about going out in dresses. The dear….she's been a little girl far longer than she was ever a man."

With a nod, Kersi asked, "Anything you'd like to eat or drink?"

Resting a finger with light flames aside her cheek, Cassandra told her, "Blue wine and a bit of chocolate cake."

Bowing her head, Kersi had already conjured up the order to be delivered shortly.

As Cassandra left to join Katsumi, Kersi wondered if she should listen in to the festivities. Instead, the front door swung open and she watched the next member of the Club enter.

This one carried a massive bag over one shoulder to rival even Santa's sack. She staggered a bit and set down her cargo near the counter.

She panted and smiled at Kersi. "Hi! Got new stuff. And I'm sure none of my new inventions will explode this time. …At least, fairly certain. There's never a way to absolutely know. That's why experiments are needed."

With a slight giggle, Kersi answered, "That's fine by me, Gloria. I recently had the banquet room explosion-proofed."

Gloria's deep-brown eyes lit up. "Excellent. That means I can bring out the really big ones."

Kersi gave a slow sigh but smiled. Gloria was a head taller than her with a lean form. She was dressed in her usual way with a long, white cloak which looked much the same as a lab coat. She had what looked like fuzzy-blue pajamas underneath with a soft, loose top and pants drooped around her legs and pooled at her feet. Her hair was a silvery color which looked less like it was graying rather than it was always that way. It stuck up, especially in the back, like the feathered head of a strange bird. Her shoes, as always, were made of a lumpy block of foam. She'd told Kersi long ago that she was experimenting with a kind of spray-on shoes. They looked more like Gloria's feet were incased in silly string.

Leaning back, Kersi rested against the wall and asked, "Food and drink?"

Gloria took much longer than the others to think it over. She analyzed the menu though she knew it by heart. She circled a pasta dinner and a plate of calamari for food and a sparkling orange juice for a drink. Then, she added, "I'd like to get the usual 'to go' for Arjuma. You know…sardines in lime sauce and chocolate."

"Of course. I'll make sure it's ready before you leave."

Kersi helped with tugging the sack the rest of the way into the room, where Katsumi had already laid out a few guns and Cassandra was playing with a little ball of flame in her hands.

After that, some normal guests arrived. She even put in a few quaint video games and made the most enticing one a top-down plane shooter. And there was an adventure game to the side which offered special roles for those so inclined.

Several stayed around the bar as Kersi started mixing the first drink her guests would soon ask for. She loved the looks on their faces when she passed them just what they were about to order.

Following a few rounds of quiet surprise, the door swung open again. It was the new girl who had only been with the Club the last few times. She was tall with narrow, almost boyish hips. Her figure was still more evident to Kersi than Katsumi's. She had a broad but sleek-looking forehead. Her hair, tied up high and close around her head, always captivated Kersi because it never seemed to exist as a single color. Sometimes, under certain lights, it appeared a golden blond like wheat in the evening. Other times, she perceived it as a rich auburn or nearly black, with the texture of healthy soil.

Kersi noticed that her cheek had the leftovers of a bit of mud. Naturally, Kersi suspected she never wore any kind of makeup.

Upon her back she wore a quiver full of arrows and a long, sloping wooden bow. Her eyes had the silvery glow of the moon as she looked to Kersi and bowed her head slightly. Kersi bowed her head in turn and asked, "How are you, Cynthia?"

"Tired but a good tired. I chased my last quarry over many miles in the hunt. He eventually fell to my arrow…and in his place rose a new maiden of radiant beauty." Her voice was both strong and tender at the same time.

Kersi gave a little smirk. Cynthia's green tunic dress hung loosely on her to the knee. Her worn sandals were lashed in many loops around her ankle and caked with dirt. In many ways, Kersi couldn't help but see her as Cassandra's tomboy little sister.

At Kersi's question of what she'd like to eat, Cynthia answered quickly with her usual, "Amber wine and nectarines."

Before she left, Kersi reminded Cynthia, "As always, I would appreciate it if you leave some of the men outside the banquet room…as men. For me, at least."

With a calm face, Cynthia bowed again and said, "I shall endeavor to that. For you."

Still listening a bit, Kersi knew Cynthia would come upon a severely drunken old man who would take a liking to her and offer some poorly-considered words to Cynthia before she made it to the Club meeting. The distant sound of a bow being drawn didn't surprise her.

That left only one regular member, so far as Kersi knew. The youngest one. It didn't take her long to show up. And she didn't arrive alone.

Through the door stepped a slender girl slightly younger than Katsumi. She had a lean, angular face with short, dark hair cut close to her head. Her outfit was a bit like a jump suit and bright pink enough to turn a few eyes. The surprise for Kersi was her glasses. They were big. Wide, encompassing domes which literally looked more like the ends of bottles than glasses. For a girl Kersi knew depended on lithe skill, speed, and eyesight, it wasn't at all what she expected to see (although she soon intuited why they were there). After all, she preferred to go by the name "Lynx".

She also didn't expect to see the even younger-looking girl following behind Lynx. Kersi knew what she was. But she didn't feel alarmed. This Aibora certainly didn't worry her. She had gloves on, after all. And she looked far more submissive than the usual ones. A patron or two did notice the massive size of the Aibora's eyes and her long, blue hair that nearly hung down to her feet. She had on a pretty, silver dress as well. The colors made Kersi smirk.

Lynx said only, in a flat voice, "Special guest. I'll watch it."

Kersi raised an eyebrow and repeated, "…'It'? Does this little one have a name?"

With her head down, the Aibora softly told her, "Siana, ma'am. Sorry…"

Dipping her fedora forward, Kersi eyed Siana and said, "That's a lovely name. Now…Miss Siana…do you promise to be a good girl and not cause a cute, mini-apocalypse inside my establishment?"

Siana's massive, greenish-blue eyes looked up at Kersi and she nodded quickly. This wasn't enough to settle the patrons who were edging away from her but Kersi would make sure to give them her reassurances later.

"In that case, have fun. What will the both of you be eating tonight?"

With only a moment's thought, Lynx said, "Beef udon and carrot juice."

It took the Aibora a little longer and a quick glance at the menu before she said, "I'd…please…like candied apples and grape juice."

That taken care of, Kersi wished them both a wonderful evening. With all of the Club assembled, Kersi made sure the orders were in and the events for the Club's meeting could be properly arranged.

She had a bit of curiosity about how it all would go this time. But she had a whole place to look after and it seemed like a few betting men in the bar were starting to get ideas.

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Back at the banquet hall, Katsumi had already unpacked. At the center of the table she was using, she laid the "zapper". It looked the same as an old-fashioned laser blaster from science fiction serials. She'd painted parts of it pink and lavender from its original metal gray. Aside from the zapper there were her myriad of attachments in all shapes and sizes. Her teeth glinted a bit as she looked down at them.

Cassandra came over for a glance and to comment, "Oh the toys you like."

Katsumi whirled around to look and glower at Cassandra. She paused to sip from her tea. "As I've said before, they're not toys. They're tools. Only they're not enough to bring down all mankind. Not yet."

Leaning back, Cassandra mused, "Let's assume you got what you wanted. No boys at all…anywhere. Any universe. What will you do then?"

Katsumi rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "It's not as though I'll get there any time soon. But I've given this some thought. After the euphoria passes, I'll enjoy a totally female society and what comes of it. For the rest of my life, knowing I accomplished exactly what I wanted. And I'll make sure all those girls know their true maidenhood."

Resting a hand on her chin, Cassandra declared, "You really have given this some thought…"

Katsumi sighed. "I get asked it enough! Everyone wants to know…what then?...bah. This is my life's work! And I will keep at it till every chest has breasts and every form is soft!" Katsumi's voice echoed in a way which almost demanded a fancy stage and a massive Venus Mirror-bearing flag behind her. It even seemed like she had more to say, but the arrival of Gloria and her massive bag diverted her attention.

Bounding, Katsumi rushed to her side and asked, "Did you bring all your new inventions?"

Gloria sighed, wiped the sweat from her brow, and asked, "New? Oh! OH! Oh…ooooooh…yeah. Of course I did. Sure I did. Absolutely. What were we talking about? I mean specifically. I do remember what you asked. I haven't tested my short-term memory erasing thingie beam. Not lately. I'd definitely recall if I did. Perhaps. But yeah, you're going to have to be more specific than new because I invent all the time so new and recent are kind of a blur."

Katsumi narrowed her eyes and said, "Just tell me what you brought."

Cassandra laughed a bit at the crystalline decanter and narrow wine glass which appeared on the table near her, along with a heavy plate of chocolate cake, and said, "Oh, Gloria, my dear…is Arjuma not with you this time? I must apologize as I was quietly planning that my girls and yours might have some fun together. But, alas, it seems none of them have been able to join us."

Gloria gave a little furrow of her mouth. "Oh dear. Sorry. I was considering it. But Arjuma got into my special catnip again. And she gets fuzzy when crossing dimensions. Or is it fussy? Can never remember…Oh well. And I apologize to Kat because I knew she kinda wanted to meet her as well."

Katsumi gave a sigh and told her, "Quite alright. Another time. Just…you don't often meet a cat which has been turned into a young girl." Cassandra gave a private little chuckle as she filled her glass and cut into the cake.

Cynthia arrived next with a quick glance around the room. She didn't say anything, just sat at an empty table a ways away.

Katsumi noticed her and said, "You can scoot closer. It'll be a while before the targets are set up and I think we'll be having a meal first….or what amounts to it…" She gave a sideways glance at Cassandra's cake despite the fact she'd only ordered tea herself.

Shaking her head, Cynthia said only, "I'm fine."

Gloria started setting out the contents of her bag on a nearby table. They were all nicely labeled on the side. She held one thing up. It was a toilet seat. She noted, "I had an idea. A rather interesting idea. At least, I thought it was interesting. Maybe. But anyway…point is…My idea involved a specially-designed toilet seat which automatically fitted itself to any public restroom toilet…actually probably should've been a urinal cake now that I think about it…but continuing. Any man who uses this seat either sitting or standing will be altered due to a persistent series of nanites which offer up the usual gender-changing criteria. Fun bonus…they would be fueled by the dirt in the restroom and make it cleaner the longer they're present."

Katsumi gestured to the toilet seat with wide eyes about the possibilities of attaching it to the boy's restroom at her high school. "And that's the one right there?"

After her gaze undulated a few times and she looked at the toilet seat in quiet surprise, Gloria noted, "Actually, no. As I said, it was only an idea. I just picked this one up at the store because the previous one….let's say 'imploded' is probably the nicest word…needed replacing. And here it is. I'll probably need to buy another one to follow through on that idea. I will say that 'taco night' is not the time for new experiments. Definitely learned that…"

Cynthia made the same observation to Gloria she'd made each of the previous times she'd attended the Zappers Club, "You sure do talk a lot…"

Gloria gave her a little look with her eyes shifting about before settling on, "Thanks", as the appropriate response.

Katsumi huffed and asked, "Did everyone else get a chance to order?"

Cynthia gave a single, efficient nod. Gloria looked alarmed for a moment then gave a furious nod. It didn't take long till Gloria's pasta, squid, and sparkling orange juice found a clear island to rest near her massive pile of stuff. Cynthia regarded her nectarines and amber wine quietly and partook of each.

The last member of the Club (and her guest) arrived shortly thereafter. Lynx first looked at Katsumi and they shared a nod, their eyes following one another till Lynx sat down near Cynthia. The Aibora caused a quick stir for everyone but Gloria, who stuck out her hand and said, "Greetings!"

Katsumi looked to Lynx with her arms folded and asked, "Who is that?"

Lynx settled into her chair and leaned back with her arms folded too. "She followed me. Made her promise not to go nuts. And she's wearing gloves."

Everyone looked at the Aibora. Gloria kinda looked around and asked, "Wait…why does the kid need to wear gloves? Aside from the fact gloves are nifty…"

Katsumi just said, "Aiborae."

Gloria blinked. "You bore a what?"

With a sigh, Katsumi dug into her bag and fished out the Club's official Guidebook to Gender-Changing Species and Phenomena. She turned to the beginning of the "A"s and handed it to Gloria.

After a minute of quick reading, Gloria noted, "I never knew there was a gender-changing aardvark!....See 'strange mammals'…"

Katsumi leaned over and pointed out the area she meant. Gloria read that and looked over at the Aibora in question. Softly, she said, "Ooooh. Ahhh…oh okay. Umm…oh. Right right right. So then…why did you call her an 'Aiborae' when the singular form is 'Aibora'?"

Gritting her teeth, Katsumi arched her back a little and asked, "Do you get the point?"

Gloria waved a finger with a smile. "Yes. Yes. Indeed I do. We need to turn her loose on the boys tonight….or was that not the point?"

Katsumi took back the book and said, "This…Aibora…will just watch…that's for the best…"

Lynx interjected, "She said her name is Siana."

Furrowing her brow, Katsumi noted, "You probably could've mentioned that to me when I asked who she was…"

Lynx shrugged and commented, "Probably…" And said no more.

After a pause, Katsumi continued, "Anyway, she'll stay back. We don't want a ton of Aiborae hatchlings running all over Kersi's place. But let us begin the meeting proper. Who will be taking minutes?"

Cassandra raised a hand and said, "I will. I took them last time."

Katsumi settled in a bit. "Fine. Now what do you have of the last meeting's minutes?"

Cassandra smirked. "I don't. I tend to use them for kindling. But I will tell you it involved a bit of talking, a bit of drinking, and a bit of doing what we all love. Making brand-new girls." At those words, the Aibora hunched a bit in her chair, as though hiding. This action didn't go unnoticed by Cassandra. Lynx's udon and juice showed up and she slowly began to eat.

Siana's order came soon after. Katsumi gave a little time for everyone to eat before she cleared her voice and said, "Since there isn't…much of a record of the previous meeting…I'll note what I consider the highlights from two weeks ago. I mentioned that a particular new attachment would be coming in the mail for me from Nuhaizi. And it has. And I intend to make full use of it. The winner of the best transformation last time was Cassandra…so she gets to make the decision of whose transformation is best this time, according to Club rules."

Cassandra leaned back with her glass. "I'm glad it was enjoyed. I may try something similar…for fun…this time around…"

Katsumi gave an efficient nod and then noted, "Also, there were the continuing plans. Has anyone transformed anyone outside of the meetings? Or had any good ideas in this regard? There was the…uh…toilet seat…just a bit ago….Lynx?"

Lynx paused, holding up a long, white noodle. Her expression was flat. "I kicked a boy when he tripped a friend of mine. My special shoes made him permanently female. That's all."

Katsumi bent her head a bit and nodded. For Cynthia, she brought up her recent hunts.

"My ladies have been pursuing men around my temple who seem to think they can steal a glance at those inside. They swiftly regret it. And I pursued a rogue man across ten miles until he tired and I had a clear shot through the trees. He fell down a tired, weak man and she rose a vibrant woman, cleansed by my bow." Lynx gave a little nod behind her hand and the faintest impression of a smile.

Siana, who had already taken several big bites of her apples, looked around and softly asked, "If I may be…so bold. I know this group w-wants to turn all men into girls. But I only…know a l-little about each of you. And Lynx…was pretty hush about herself. I'm so honored…I mean….I would be so honored…if you could kinda tell me a little. Because this is my first time. Sorry!"

Katsumi folded her arms and Cassandra tapped her lip a bit as she watched Siana, who looked down at her food with her small hands in her lap. Gloria tinkered a bit at her table but didn't look up. Cythnia and Lynx both just glanced in Siana's direction.

Gently, Cassandra replied, "With the sort of bold, world-change-willing egos you can find in this room, I'm sure plenty would be willing to present themselves…my dear. And I'd be quite willing to go first, little one."

Elegantly, Cassandra rose from her table with a hand bent towards her breast. "My name is Cassandra and that is the only name I have ever chosen for myself. I wield a never-ending fire which coolly but permanently burns off anything male and leaves behind the lovely girls I seek to shape."

She took a few steps towards Siana, who sat up a little straighter and watched her carefully. Continuing, Cassandra said, "How I came to this is a long and sad story which would only bore those present. Just suffice it to say…all is well now. I have my mansion of countless rooms my little girls love to explore. And we are happy. Especially when some wandering explorer happens to join us." She softly chuckled to herself before yielding the floor with a little curtsey.

Next came Katsumi, who spoke simply, "Nakagawa Katsumi. Though I'm only in my first year of high school, I know with all my heart it's my destiny to make perfect maidens of every man out there. Make girls and then teach them womanly ways. I'm helped through a special internship with the Nuhaizi Corporation back in my world. The Corporation and I really see eye-to-eye on the fate for all 'mankind'."

Bending her head up, Siana asked, "But why?"

There was a slight murmur. Katsumi's face tightened a bit. "I would hardly expect someone like you to ask that. It's the same sort of innate imperative every Aibora feels. Isn't that right? Don't you deeply desire to hug and convert all around you?"

Siana bit her lip, her expression tense. "Welll…it depends. And I try to control myself because it can get me into trouble. But new Aiborae will go around hugging everyone. I'm much quieter…but I do love making new sisters."

Katsumi's expression relaxed. "As do I…and all the men out there will be my sisters. And what a better world it will be at the end! Not perfect…but BETTER! That much is certain and there is no stopping its inevitability." Siana nodded back and said a soft, "…Sorry."

With a wave of her hand, Katsumi passed the floor to Gloria, who didn't respond to Katsumi's gesture. Instead, she seemed to be running some sort of small experiment on her food. It took a forceful cough from Katsumi before she looked up. Katsumi pointed at her and said, "Tell about yourself."

Gloria's eyes widened and she left her meal alone for the moment. She paused and explained, "I've sometimes wondered if pasta could achieve consciousness. Or, at the very least, be used as a cheap form of small robot. Or a means of confusing your neighbors. But that not talking about my self…"

She tapped her chin and said, "I am Doctor Gloria S. Peizo. Although it sounds the same…my name is actually spelled with the e and the i reversed from the piezoelectric effect. My grandfather picked out that family name because he liked the piezoelectric effect but he was never sure how to spell it. My first name doesn't really have a story to it. That's just my great-grandmother's name. But my middle name is actually Sdfypwd. It was supposed to be Susan but there was a typographical error at some point which no one ever bothered to correct…and I kinda like it. At least I know that whenever I do a search for my middle name online…I'm absolutely sure to find it. First, however, I need to get a computer which doesn't easily incinerate…"

After a little nod, Gloria's eyes widened a bit and so did her lips. She added, "Oh…I should probably say more about me. In the…me-ish way. I'm a home inventor. In that I invent out of my home. Apartment. It would be fun to invent homes though. Although I'm not sure how long I could go without inventing a home which accidentally killed people. But I live with my daughter and former pet cat, Arjuma. That was quite a Tuesday when I woke up to her sleeping on my chest. And then the pieces left over from the experiment. There are always pieces left over and, in this instance, those pieces tried to eat the walls. Quite a Tuesday…"  

It seemed like Gloria had something else she wanted to say but she looked up and noticed a familiar, stern look on Katsumi's face. So she finished with, "…Uh…Who's next?"

That was Cynthia, who rose from her chair, set down a nectarine, and said, "The name I choose for myself now is Cynthia. But I have gone by many names in all the time I have lived. My temple is an all-woman place, protected always from the prying eyes of men. I live by my strength and the magic of my bow and arrow. And there is really nothing more I could say…" So she sat down and bit into another nectarine.

Katsumi nodded and looked to Lynx, who was already standing up from her chair. She raised her head and said, "I come from a universe where the genders of boys and girls are decided by games of conflict. I make sure I always win. I fight with stealth for the truth of all women everywhere. I make sure there will be as few boys as possible and as many girls as my breath and strength will allow me. I have my reasons which I don't wish to speak on but I will also be happy on the day there are only girls…" She adjusted her glasses a little then sat down as well. Katsumi nodded with a wide look of approval.

All that finished, Katsumi clapped her hands and asked Siana, "Will that do?"

Siana bowed and blushed a bit. "That was amazing. Thank you so much. I don't want to interrupt anything else. I'll just watch…if that's okay." Katsumi nodded and none had complaints. Cassandra, however, traced her lips lightly with a gloss of flame and watched Siana closely.

Suddenly, a bell sounded above and sound emerged from the walls, as though from a well-hidden PA system. It was Kersi's voice.

"Hello…girls. If any of you need anything else for the evening so far as refreshments…there are a number of order cards in the back of the room, near the door. Just fill them out and I'll get to it promptly. Things are getting a bit busy but I just wanted to say…as I alluded to…I have something quite special tonight for the main occasion. At the previous meetings, I have given you some various, willing boys for your entertainment. I recall a few wanted boys…of a more lively sort. More apt to run and give concern and conflict. Well…I may have just the thing…"

The wall on the far end fluttered a bit and shifted, poofing out like a skirt. Ridges flowed across it and the familiar, reddish contours of curtains filled out. Before long, there was a curtained stage drawing out from the wall with a nice little wooden platform and a soft light spilling over.

"There", continued Kersi's voice. "And now for the boys. And not just the sort you've had before. I've managed to get in contact with a special dimension…A world stocked full of random guys just asking for a good, strong zap from Katsumi's gun. Have fun!"