chapter 2

Jungle Gym: master's office (25 minutes later)

"What did you do to that customer?", my master asked pointing at the security camera screen, "I seen that!"

"I didn't do much my beautiful goddess of a master.", was my reply. You see my master is a demon of vanity. So compliments often went a long way. And insults likely would have me fed to a demon hound. But I digress.

"I know you wicked ways Imp. You are my servant and you will not harm those deliciously shallow morsels. I feed off their need to look perfect. Although they will never compare to me.", she says with a smile at the end. "So if you've altered her, you will fix it after her first class with me."

"Of Course Mistress Cecilia.", I say thinking little of her appearance. You see Cecilia's appearance changed based of the majority desire of those within a few mile radius. Far to plain and thin for my tastes. But I am merely her Servant.

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Wellworth Estate: Vicky's winter Bedroom (evening)

Vicky had a lovely day. She was getting into the new Yoga fad. A few new tight yoga outfit. And of course her miracle pills. She looked into her full length mirror and admired her 'hard earn' model like body. "God I'm perfect" she said out load, being a little turned on by her own vision and confidence.

Getting ready to take care of her urges and get to sleep, she had just one more thing to do first. She grabbed her diet pill bottle and popped to out. Opening her mouth and tossing them in, she regretted almost immediately. Where the pills touch, they burned. She spit them out perplexed, "like what the ****?". She attempted again with the same results. Now frustrated and in a fowl mood, she throw herself on her bed. Tossing and turning with anger and searching for someone to blame, she eventually fell asleep.

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Imp Manor (present day)

My walk down memory lane is interrupted by one of the manor's live in guests. She goes by Tina, she's dressed in torn jeans with a few assortment of chocolate stains. Strained at the hips on this small pear shaped woman. Her pudgy middle not covered at all in her skimpy pink tank top, white bra straps showing. Her black hair with blue streaks is an oily mess, as per usual. And a cigarette hangs from her lips, hiding her yellowed teeth. A usual outfit for Tina, the wretch and demon of defiled beauty.

Walking around behind me and pressing her small chest against my back she whispers, "want to come out with me.", her voice full of want.

"Not tonight Tina, I have a guest coming soon.", I reply calmly, noticing Tina shiver, not sure if she enjoys the rejection, or is angry about it. But she's smiling, so who knows.

"Ah am I not fun enough anymore", she says with a whine, but still smiling. "Just forget who's coming and come have fun."

"You know that's not happening Tina. Takes some money and go get yourself wasted.", I reply. She hugs me tight.

"Sounds like a devious plan.", she says with delight, before hurrying off. She's an interesting one at least, and most of the time, our goals align. That's one of the reasons she lives here.

(Part 2 complete. Sorry for the slow build up. Hopefully we can watch Vicky suffer more soon.)