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Treats are important for all Good Girls, but pets most especially. They let you know that you've been good and there's nothing more satisfying than being good for Daddy.

Here. Have a treat.

See? Just the words make your brain go fuzzy. It isn't just the treat. It's like knowing the answer.

Who's a Good Girl?

Is it you?

Have a treat.

The rush of endorphins feels amazing as your brain goes blank. You know the answer. You know the answer!

Sit pretty for me.

Good Girl!

Have a treat.

On your knees. Legs spread. Back straight. Eyes forward. Mouth open. Mind off. You love doing tricks. You love knowing the answer.

Feel my palm against your sex. Feel the roughness of my hand on your sensitive spots. You know what to do.

Good Girl.

Have a treat.

Your hips roll. Your eyes cross. You drool on your tits and make a mess for Daddy. You know... the...

Have a treat.

World goes white. Just pleasure. Just treat. Just Daddy's fingers fucking the Good Girl noises out of you. You know... You know...

You know what to do. Good Girls don't think. Good Girls...

You don't know where your clothes went. You don't know what's happening. You don't even know your own name. But you know who you are. You know you're Good Girl. Good Girl doesn't think. You know... You know Good Girl...

ssssssinks...

Down. All the way down. Full of Daddy and empty of everything else. Brainwashed. Bouncing. Blissfully bred.

Good Girl.

And could you ask Dess if she knows about alternate timelines?

(I’m doing research!)

evrythjnf is good! im not alowed near candles anymor but thats ok! ill ask dess the other question now

alternate timelines? ive heard of them, they’re like our world but different. i wrote about them for a science project a few years back

Sorry for the wait on this one, I've had a weird several weeks. So without further ado, another pillar of Cauldron's game mechanics- FOCUS!

In nature, a lot of survival is done by not fighting at all and many of the most incredible adaptations in our world are meant for fright and subterfuge, finishing a fight before it can ever come to blows. Some systems treat these sorts of tactics as various forms of debuff and such, but for Cauldron, we treat it as a core gameplay mechanic alongside HP, where you can specialize in, for example, terrorizing opponents out of fight. This is because alongside hit points, you also get focus points. Hitting zero focus doesn't immediately take you out of a fight (but it might be wise to do) but instead, at half or less focus, your monster has to make focus checks to correctly carry out actions, modified by its focus penalty (determined by what fraction of focus remains) and your empathy bonus. Your trainer can also lose focus, but effects like this are proportionally rarer and/or weaker, given that it can have a significant impact on your ability to do anything.

Unlike physical attacks however focus attacks are not universal; because you are appealing to a monster's perception it may for example totally ignore your startling visage if it just can't see anything anyway. All focus attacks are tagged with the sense they target. Some physical attacks may damage focus as well as they cause pain, which mostly can't be resisted in the same way as a visually-targeted focus attack. These effects are listed as targeting the "nervous" sense.

Like physical attacks, focus attacks come in a variety of flavors- Allure- distraction via appearance of food or sex Dazzle- pretty or overwhelming effects Irk- annoying, itchy feelings or grating sounds; can also refer to pain Confound- it's difficult to react to something that is totally unexpected or unrecognizable Frighten- fear is well-known to impede proper function even in rational beings Jump- a separate type because no amount of bravery prepares you for a good jump scare Daze- focus damage from a physical problem such as a concussion, suffocation, or a psychotropic toxin Exertion- focus damage you've done to yourself straining to outperform

All focus damage except Daze/Exertion is listed as a type and a sense, for example "allure/visual", and some effects CAN target multiple senses or have multiple types- one unusual attack targets "frighten+confound/visual+tremorsense" Daze and Exertion damage don't come with a sense tag because they target your mind directly, and thusly this damage can't be resisted. However, daze effects are always tied to a physical attack you may be able to resist instead. Exertion can never be resisted unless an effect explicitly specifies to override this rule.

"Down, girl," he said, his two fingers signaling you off the couch.

You suddenly feel out of place. You aren't quite sure why, but you sink down onto the carpet. That's better. Pets don't belong on the furniture.

"Down."

He points those two fingers again and you cock your head to one side. You got down, didn't you? Why isn't he happy? You just want to make him happy.

"Down."

Your vision is blurry. Your knees have drifted apart and your jaw is slack. You're already down. Why...

"Down."

Your tongue rolls out of your mouth and your eyes roll back in your head. You forgot how good it feels when you do this trick for him.

"Down."

You don't see his fingers this time. His voice is muffled. You're vaguely aware of your body surrendering as your mind sinks deep under the waves. You'll reach the bottom soon.

"Down."

You feel it now instead of hearing it. You come to rest in the deepest part of your mind, so far away from everything. Your body is going to obey and you'll wake up with the pleasant aches of having been well used. But for now, you've gone all the way down and that's all that really matters. You feel it more than hear it.

Noelle grabs the hairspray and lighter she got earlier as she leaves. She makes her way to ICE-E’s P”e”zza and she gets increasingly more scared the closer she gets.

She goes into the building and as she’s standing with her makeshift flamethrower in hand a familiar voice is heard:

“Noelle what the hell are you doing?!”