Night Skies Hotel VII The Sands of Time
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Author's note: This story was written with permission from Solari, the
creator of the wonderful Night Skies Hotel universe.
Night Skies Hotel: Peter and Dash
By Wolverine
CHAPTER I: TWO DAYS EARLIER
Shane was in heaven. Ever since he had arrived at the Night Skies Hotel
a few hours ago he had been surrounded by beautiful raven-haired women
with green eyes. They were perfect in every physical way and every last
one of them, even the maids, moved seductively at all times. It was
paradise for his penis.
Now Shane was laying on his room's bed feeling a bit weird. He must've
had a few too many drinks. Everything was woozy. A knock came at the
door.
"Room service," a voice came from the other side.
"Come in."
A small woman entered. Just like the other employees of the hotel, she
was sexy from head to toe. Shane felt his member grow hard, a thing
that the maid seemed to instantly pick up on. Shane wasn't in trouble
though; the employee grinned at him and sexily strutted toward him,
slowly removing her clothes. In minutes, the employee was riding
Shane's hard rod. The two lovers' mouths went at each other like wild
animals with passionate kisses. Shane rubbed the woman's mammaries,
causing her to moan loudly and begin licking his chest. Her mouth moved
to each nipple, sucking on it for a few moments to get a moan from
Shane. As they both began to reach the climax of their lovemaking, the
employee's vaginal muscles gripped Shane's penis even harder. Both came
at the same moment and cried out with pleasure, growing louder and
louder like it was a contest.
The employee climbed off of Shane and hummed a strange yet familiar
tune as she put her clothes back on. She left without another word, but
that was because Shane had no use for words now. His brown eyes had
turned emerald green, and stared blankly at the ceiling. His blue hair
had darkened as it lengthened, becoming a deep, raven black. Shane
gasped and licked his pouty red lips as his nipples began to darken and
grow to twice their size. Shane started panting and massaging his
developing mounds as they grew bigger and bigger, finally filling his
smaller hands.
Shane...
Shan...
Sha...
Shane gained focus one last time and screamed. "PETER!"
Shane...
Shan...
Sha...
Sheana giggled with delight as she began the final stages of her
transformation. Sheana moaned as her penis and balls became
increasingly smaller and withdrew bit by bit into her. She went to
rubbing her exceptionally large mammaries in the orgasmic pleasure this
was giving her. As the last of her penis disappeared, her buttocks
swelled to its proper size and she shrunk to her proper frame.
The maid reentered at this point, a devilish grin plastered on her
face. She held two lit Capri 120s between her fingers. Sheana smiled
and accepted the long, slender cigarette the maid offered her. She had
some interesting information for the hotel's management.
CHAPTER II: PRESENT TIME
A storm had arrived. A man strutted in through the front entryway of
the Night Skies Hotel, the rain lashing against his back. He was 6'1",
brown hair cut short, dressed in white pants and jacket with a black
shirt underneath. He wore no tie. His red sunglasses strangely didn't
allow anyone to see his eyes. He marched up to the front desk.
"May I help you sir?" asked a raven-haired, emerald green-eyed woman
behind the desk.
"Yes, my name is Peter Randash," said the man in an accent the woman
couldn't quite place. "I would like to check into a suite here at your
fine hotel."
The woman smiled as she typed on her keyboard. "Sure sir. We have a
vacancy on the third floor, room 22." The woman slid Peter a room key.
He accepted it with a smile. "Do you need help with your luggage, sir?"
Peter shook his head. "My female attendant will take care of that. Come
along Mes."
He waved to a woman in a chauffeur's outfit who was holding a suitcase.
She nodded and they proceeded up to the room. Meanwhile, the women at
the front desk were confused. Something was not right.
***
On the third floor, in room 22, the storm was building. Peter took the
suitcase from Mes and tossed it on the bed.
"That went well, don't you think?" Peter asked after opening the
suitcase.
Agent Mesmerize stared at Peter through her own red sunglasses. "Yes, I
don't think they suspected a thing," she said sarcastically.
"Now, now. I know they're scared. I want them to be. I intend on
shutting this place down before we check out." Peter flopped down on
the bed.
"You're getting reckless. Back at the Agency..."
"You mean the Agency I shut down?"
Mesmerize took the cheap shot right through the heart. "That was
uncalled for."
"Don't speak to me about uncalled for. You are the embodiment of
uncalled for. An agent."
"I can't undo it. All I can do is try and find Michael. He's still in
me."
"All right, enough. We have to focus. The glasses and Dash will protect
us from them, but we have to protect ourselves from us."
"Why do I have to wear the glasses?"
"I don't know if they can change you, but they might be able to. And I
know they can get information out of you. The glasses are a
precaution."
"So what's the plan?"
"We gather intelligence. We'll walk amongst our enemy and learn
everything about them. Remember, if I start acting suspicious or I
change at all, you gotta shut me down. Dash cannot fall into their
hands."
Mesmerize nodded. "Understood."
"All right, I'm going to go down to the bar and take a look around. You
switch into disguise and try to plant the cameras. I want to be able to
see every movement in this place."
Mesmerize's hair started to darken, eventually becoming raven black.
She removed her sunglasses and inserted a pair of green contacts. "Dash
is sure that these contacts will work as well as the glasses?"
"Of course. Don't start doubting Dash now."
Mesmerize shook her head. She looked down at her chest. "I think my
assets are a bit big for these girls."
Peter shrugged. "Then shrink them a cup."
"I'm afraid that's the only thing I can't do. Large breasted women
always seemed to be the most attractive for Agency operations."
Peter sighed. "Maybe they won't notice. I'm sure there's another girl
with your size around. You'll be fine."
Mesmerize grimaced, but then went back to her disguise. She stripped
down to her underwear and then removed her bra, leaving only her
panties. To complete the disguise, she reached into her vagina and
played around to get it excited. With a strong vaginal odor and wet
panties, Mesmerize posed for Peter.
"What do you think?"
Peter looked up and down at the raven haired, nude Mesmerize. "Just
like one of their cheap sluts. Let's go."
Peter walked out the room door. Mesmerize followed but then branched
down another path, putting on a seductive look to blend in.
***
Peter easily found his way down to the bar and was immediately struck
by the feeling of transformations occurring all around him. He
struggled to keep his cool. The smell of cigarette smoke didn't help
him either. Peter collected his thoughts and headed for the bar. He
ordered a Wild Woman on the bartender's suggestion and sat down. Peter
listened in on the conversations around him.
One man was sounding more and more feminine with every word. Peter
figured it was over for him. Another man thought something strange was
happening to him - that is, until the two women next to him settled his
mind.
Finally, Peter found what he was looking for. Two employees were
discussing matters while waiting for a man to come. Peter decided to go
sit with them. He located the raven-haired women in a booth and
approached it.
"Mind if I sit with you?" asked Peter as he approached the women.
They both smiled and pulled out their packs of cigarettes. Their
emerald eyes filling with lust and humor.
"Yes, please join us," one of the women said as she removed herself
from the booth to allow Peter in.
Peter smiled and sat down. The woman slid back into the booth and both
cuddled up to Peter. At the same time, they both blew smoke into
Peter's face. He coughed, but then allowed a grin to return to his
face.
"That's really nasty habit, but I like it," said Peter charmingly.
The girls giggled. They obviously thought that he was just another one
of their victims. It was hard not to laugh at how wrong they were. But
he took this to his advantage and thus needed to hold up the charade.
Now was not the time to reveal his true powers, so he allowed green to
flow into his eyes as he removed his glasses. The women smiled at this
and started rubbing Peter in spots that would easily seduce any man.
"He's starting. We'll have a great lover soon. Can you see the
potential in him?" one of them said softly to her sister.
"Yes, he's going to be a great fucker. I hope he isn't one of the slow
ones though. Have you heard about the special one?"
This comment peaked Peter's interest. He allowed a slight darkening to
spread through his hair, to further the impression that he was
changing.
"Yes. But what will he look like? Sheana couldn't give a good image of
him. He could be this one for all we know. Let's hope shall we?" The
two women giggled at the private joke and stared back at Peter. He
beamed back at them.
"I'm afraid that I am not feeling so well. I believe I shall retire to
my suite."
The women nodded at each other and allowed Peter to leave. As soon as
he left their sight, he reversed the effects. The "special one" was
most likely him. And Sheana had to be Shane. Shane had to have let them
know something, most likely against his will. A feeling of nausea
washed completely through him as a person became another employee of
the hotel. This had to stop.
Peter decided it was time to check the pool. The thing wasn't too hard
to find and it seemed he was the only one there. That struck Peter as
very odd. Despite that, he dove into the water. Instantly, he was
bombarded with something trying to change him in subtle ways. Luckily,
Dash could keep the changes away while Peter collected a sample of the
water. Peter used Dash's magic to create a small container into which
he was able to catch a small amount of water. Peter grinned and
propelled himself to the surface, taking in air once he reached the
top. Unfortunately, the pool had been a trap. A pair of employees
waited by the entryway to the pool area with devilish grins on their
faces. Peter rolled his eyes.
"Mr. Randash, you have something special about you. Why don't you come
with us and share your secrets?" they said in sexy unison.
Peter didn't answer - he just put a burst of energy behind him, sending
him out of the water and onto the side of the pool. The container
disappeared in a small flash and Peter motioned for the two employees
to come after him. They nodded and came at him, all business and no
humor, in their administrative outfits. Peter moved rather slowly when
dispatching the two. He simply ducked between them, bringing a fist
into the jaw of one and then, after he had passed through the two, a
kick took out the second one. Peter wiped his suit as it instantly
dried.
"Now, I'm afraid I have to free you, Dash."
Peter flinched as his form slightly shifted to Dash. His sword
materialized in his hand. Dash brought the sword down into the back of
the first employee. A bright light flashed in his face and he heard the
employee scream, but after a few moments, he and his sword were thrown
away.
Dash shook his head as he got up and approached the employee.
"Interesting, my sword doesn't work. I guess this means the hotel's
onto me now though."
"You're right," said a voice behind Dash.
He spun to face Sheana. She grinned at him the way Shane had always
done, letting him know for sure who it was.
"Shane? Oh God, what's happened to you?"
"I'm a dancer now, Pete. A very sexy dancer. I've told them things,
Pete. You've got potential."
"Shane, this isn't you. Fight what they've done to you."
"Why would I want to do that? My sisters and I only exist to further
the cause. Won't you join us?"
Dash sighed. "You know I'm here to shut you down."
"Wait, you're Dash right now aren't you? Well, you're the one we want
really. Pete's a means to control. I should've noticed, but I was so
wrapped up in how big that thing in you pants is. A being like you must
have some real meat down there." She grinned. "Listen to me. I'm such a
slut!"
"Shane, I'm sorry." Dash began to advance onto Sheana, his sword drawn.
If he couldn't free the guy his way, he'd at least end the pain.
"I'm not."
With that, the two were transported to a large suite deep within the
hotel. Sheana smiled at Dash, whose sword had somehow ended up in her
hand. Dash reverted to Peter, who shook his head. Something was wrong.
The wrong was the black hair halfway down his head and his eyes felt
really strange.
"Mmmm. Looks like someone couldn't resist."
"Dash, help me." Peter felt the changes growing stronger. After what
seemed like an eternity, the changes began to reverse. Dash was
struggling within Peter's mind.
Two employees - Marissa and Megan - grabbed Peter's arms and kicked him
to his knees as he struggled with his moment of weakness. "What're you
two doing?"
"I believe I can answer that," said an authoritative voice. "Call me
Artemis. I'm part of management around here. I'm so glad we caught your
little bitch before you two could do much damage to the hotel. Though,
with that sword of yours neutralized, you may not be that harmful."
"What have you done with Mes?"
Artemis let out a short laugh. "She's safe, waiting up front. We're
going to let her go. Losing an employer can be hard for any young
woman. It's time for you to go from employer to employee."
"I'm afraid not. I'm a bit harder to crack than you think."
"No, we know just how to crack you. You're vulnerable when Dash is in
control or, by what I've pulled out of your head, if Dash is removed
from you or vice versa." Artemis motioned to Dash's sword, which Sheana
was admiring quite intensely. "Get the point. I can feel our new sister
waiting to be born in you. Give me the sword."
"How did you get into my head?"
"You're not as powerful as you think. Powerful enough for us to use in
our war, but you're nothing compared to the hotel. Just one thing
eludes me, and I'd like to see it from your point of view. You knew
what was happening here, yet you let your friend come to us. Sheana is
a wonderful dancer, but why let her come when your convictions lie so
deep against us?"
"Can't find that, eh? You'd think that'd be a useless memory - guess
you aren't that good."
"No, we're that good. That's what worries us. What're you hiding? Or
does Patti have to tell us?"
"Oh no, Patti won't be here anytime soon, I'm afraid. Now isn't the
time to let you know what Shane's purpose is. Guess you'll have to wait
just a little while."
"Very well, Patti will tell us."
"Okey dokey."
Peter was pissed to have to resort to this part of the plan so early,
but now was the time. They were good - he and Mes had been caught less
than a day into their infiltration. Well, now was time for action.
Artemis shoved the sword into Peter's chest with a delightful squeal.
He screamed as the pain of Dash being removed gripped his insides.
Peter could feel the hotel waiting to take his mind and body. Peter
grinned through the pain and kicked his plan into motion.
"Hard isn't it, Artemis? My soul isn't so easily removed from Dash as
you think."
"Of course it is, I've seen your memories of being removed before."
"Oh yes, but was it you who broke into my head, or was it just I who
allowed you to see what I wanted you to see? We have to give ourselves
freely to the sword. But as for you all, it works a bit different."
Artemis began screaming. Sheana, Marissa, and Megan all jumped back a
few feet, watching the glow of the sword hypnotically. Then the pain
spread to them.
"Hurts doesn't it? That's the pain of losing your being. Look into my
head, Artemis; you see why I sent Shane now? He's the one friend I had
left from Craneville. I knew I could trust him with this. He will be
freed. I was waiting for a manager; I can hit you in the heart. Sheana
is my link to you. I see your secrets. I know how to use your magics
against you. Now, free these men and give me your power so that I may
use it to stop more like you."
"Nooooo!" Artemis could feel the hotel losing power; the thing in Peter
was succeeding. They couldn't touch him as long as Dash was within.
"Yes, I can feel your fear. That's what all the people like you change
feel. Wait ... shit. A trap?"
The pain Artemis and the others felt disappeared and the four women
were soon back to their lustful selves. Dash's sword disappeared into
Peter. He stared at Artemis, puzzled.
"A trap? No. A test. The hotel had to be sure you were a threat. On
that note, you are hereby banned from Night Skies Hotel."
"A threat. Well, if a little mind play won't work, I guess you're going
to have to learn why I'm the most powerful being in the universes."
Dash emerged and sent himself flying toward Artemis, only to be caught
in mid-air by some invisible force.
"No, you aren't the most powerful. We do have our abilities you know.
We're going to let you and your woman go. Do not return, or we will
ensure your employment."
The invisible force was strangling Dash. "What of Shane?"
"Sheana is now a wonderful employee of the hotel. I'm afraid she's ours
now. Don't worry - you'll meet her again someday, if and when we
succeed. Now go."
With that, the room around Dash began to quiver and fade. He saw
Marissa, Artemis, Sheana, and Megan blow kisses at him and then fade
away as he was dropped head-first in the hotel lobby. Mesmerize was
waiting there with their luggage.
Peter was now able to breathe again. "Good job not getting caught," he
said sarcastically.
"I apologize. But they seem to know if you aren't one of them. It
didn't work."
"Unfortunately. Let's go."
Peter looked back angrily at the front desk and the incoming guests. He
silently swore to himself to find a way to come back and stop the
madness, but he didn't have the power at that moment.
"You're going to let them go?" Mesmerize asked.
"Afraid so. I've just found that I may not be the most powerful being
in the universes. But I may be one day. Now let's hurry."
Peter and Mesmerize left the hotel, removing any threat they may have
posed to it. One of the receptionists spied them leaving and grinned
like a Cheshire cat. She pecked a new guest on the cheek and sat down
as the emerald green-eyed man walked off to his new living
arrangements.
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