Interactive Story: Nami p12

 Nami picked up the suit, and put it on. Over the long weeks of training  even getting in and out of her tight, shiny outfit had become part of  the routine. She had no problem being naked, but she begun to miss the  feel of that strange material rubbing all over her body, when she wasn  not wearing her suit. After a quick inspection it became obvious that  the outfit had bee modified tho... the chest area now had been cut open,  to accomodate her new and improved breasts... she was almost  disappointed... she was wondering already what the feel would have been  once having them squeezed tight inside her suit...

Once all  dressed up, Nami took a few prudent steps out of the cell. All other  doors in the dungeon were closed, except the one big door leading to the  main room where her Mis...the "mistery woman" talked with her. 

For  a moment, she thought of just running the opposite direction and try to  escape. But then she thought again of the casket, and how that was  probably just the tip of the iceberg of what could have been done to her  if she rebelled at this point.

"Ahh, here you are. Damn you  look gorgeous." The voice of the Mistress greeted her a few moments  later. The main room was also empty, although it was easy to imagine  there were Shadows hidden everywhere in case of misbehaviour.

"I'm  very very happy of how you're behaving. Hope these last few days  allowed you catch your breath." The voice sounded surprisingly...  warmer. Welcoming.

"But we can't wast too much time, can we? We  need to proceed to the next stage of your training, but I have a  surprise for you..."

Now finally some of the Shadows walked in,  each carrying a box full of various items. They laid them in in front of  Nami, and disappeared.

"... since you've been so good as of  late, I'll grant you some wiggle room. No pun intended. Take a look at  what's inside, and tell me, which box intrigues you the most? Careful  though... your choice will determine what happens to you next..."  

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What boxes Nami seems to like the most?

1 - A box with a new shiny suit, with stripes and... a tail? (rubber catgirl) - +Obedience +Lust
2 - Ohhh, what are those big shiny metal shoes? They almost look like hooves... (ponygirl) +Obedience -Intelligence
3 - So much belts and straps... (bitchsuit-wearing slave) +Corruption -Intelligence

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Nami's current stats:

Obedience 65/100: will obey orders, as long as they don't immediately threatens her well-being;
Intelligence 75/100: very smart and talented, perfectly capable of looking after herself;
Lust  73/100: extremely at ease wearing fetish clothing, or even being naked  and it's getting easier and easier to getting her aroused rather  quickly;
Corruption 77/100: her past life is beginning to feel like a  distant memory, and she definately enjoys bondage more than she'd like  to openly admit;

Well, here we go... there's still a few parts to  go, and choices for you to make, but we're beginning to approach to the  conclusion. Hope you're still having fun with this story = )