The servant finally stops before two large doors which begin to ease open letting the sounds and noise of the gathering of officials into the empty hallway. The Servants bows to her before he announces her name and title to everyone before he steps aside to allow her to enter. The officials stand in their seats and greet her in unison, some seem warm and relaxed, others give off the impression they don't agree with her presence here. Of course it's just another part of Morloch's twisted experiment.

The servant guides her to her chair beside the same members of their group who greeted her at her ship when she first landed. No one seems to look at her any differently despite her choice of clothing, of course playing "innocent" Morloch can't help but allow a comment to pass from one of the officials.

"So it seems the princess likes her new clothing, we shall have to see to it she get's many more like it. It certainly seems to suit her form well."

One of the servants pours her a drink while the officials begin to debate among themselves, this is her first dinner party here so no one seems to expect her to do much that she isn't comfortable with. The cameras of course zone in on the princess, perhaps because she is the only one who stands out among the identical people in the room. While truly Morloch is studying his test subject, let her enjoy this while it lasts. Later it will get much worse for the princess.

Octavia followed the servant to a pair of large doors, without any prompting the doors opened revealing the officials of this planet sitting down for a meal. There was no chance for the pink haired princess to raise her complaint about her outfit again, as she now had to act like a proper princess. The poor royal immediately curtsy as she was introduced by the servant, her eyes only briefly looking around the room before she bowed her head. Some of the officials seemed to be happy to see her at their dinner, while others seemed to be annoyed that she was even in the room.

Still the princess had to make a good impression, so she followed the servant as he guided her into the room. Soon he brought her over to an open seat near the first group that had met her when she came to this planet. As she sat down she heard a comment about how she must like her clothing, she wanted to correct the official, but knew she had just grin and bear it.

A drink was poured for her and the officials began to debate among themselves. Octavia listens to them debate as she tries to get a feel about the politics of the place. Perhaps she can understand them better this way, little did she know that she was being watched by someone else...

Everything has been engineered by Morloch for the sole purpose of ensnaring the princess, it's almost insanity that drives Morloch to such lengths, but of course his mind sees it as perfectly logical for his results. The officials around her seem to be speaking about the recent attacks the threat from her people perhaps plotting the same, some defend the princess. Others seem to condemn her and think she was sent here to spy on their defenses. Everything is in place to ensure the princess cannot leave her knowing the aid may be refused if they do not all grow to trust in her and her actions. Morloch simply needs to keep applying pressure to ensure the princess's body is slowly trained and her defenses lowered.

A note seems to appear beside the princess out of the blue, it's hard to tell how long it's been there or who put it there, it's almost like it just materialized while she wasn't looking. The writing is plain and standard, written in a hurry and clearly by hand. It seems to be from an official but of course it's not signed, it reads,

"The others may not notice anymore, but I do. Do you know what it's like to live in a place with no gender? The others purged all baser instincts or needs but I held onto mine. Your the first female in a very, very long time and I intend to make the most of that..

Listen well, if you do not comply with my demands then you will find all aid to your people taken away and I will ensure they are branded as pirates and killers so every planet nearby turns you away.

My first command is simply, from now on when you attend these dinners you will be naked, I need something to liven them up anyway. You may wear clothing that covers your arms, legs, neck, or head but that is all they are allowed to cover.

You will hear from me again if you see sense enough to obey.

P.S. I expect you to show if you agree by obeying them right here and now."

Morloch can not help but enjoy his latest gamble, by giving the princess something to blame for all that will happen to her, hopefully it will throw her off the truth and keep her here for some time. Of course all this won't matter much when she rests tonight and every night she stays here. Then the real side to this city will be revealed and he will examine her more personally..

Octavia listened intently as the officials that debated what to do about her and her people. It appeared these robotic people had been attacked by the same threats that had driven her own people off their homeworld. Others seemed to believed that she was sent here to spy on them, so that her people could invade them easily. It was those officials, that Her Highness had to convince, to some how persuade that what they thought was simply not true. She prepared to speak up, when out of the corner of her eyes she spotted a note.

The young woman looked down and opened the paper, it was fortunately it was written in her native language as she would not have been able to read any other. It seemed to hand written in a hurry but it was clearly legible. The Princess's eyes immediately went wide as she read the note, at first simply reading it in disbelief. She had to have read the note wrong, but a second reading had confirmed it. Her Highness looked up as she blushed at the request, she had hoped to see if she could read the expression on the face of the person who wrote it.

Still she act, Ummm, excuse me. I am alot warmer that I was expecting, would you mind if I went to a private room nearby to change into something that would make me a bit more comfortable.

The faces of each of the officials in the room seem unread-able, never betraying any emotion. They all seem identical in every way but one of them seems to be still "corrupted" over time. Each seem to glance at her from time to time but none directly give any clue who the one who wrote the note is. Of course no matter how hard she looks she won't find them, for it was Morloch who controls it and still watches her now.

The officials closet to her make no fuss over her request, they kindly nod and call for a servant to show her to one of the rooms which of course seems to change as she enters, the room is small but enough room for her to move around. At first it is completely bare, white walls, floors, nothing inside it. But then much like her room, the walls seem to shift and change as suddenly her wardrobe is facing her with all the clothing ready for her. Of course logically it must seem after her request they called for this but of course Morloch is the one controlling all of this as he enjoys tormenting the poor princess.

Of course among the clothing is the type of things that seem to apply to her note's request, perhaps planted by them, perhaps even they are behind the skimpy clothing she is forced to use already. Collars, gloves that cover most of her arms, all sorts of clothing seem here and yet so little to cover the parts the princess wants to remain hidden.

The Princess could not even tell the official a part, much less to be able to read their faces. All the officials in the room had that neutral, robot expression on their faces, allow them to maintain their excellent poker faces. No matter how many times that she looked at the officials, not one potrayed any sign of the secret glee over the situation the princess found herself in.

A servant appaered and showed her to a nearby room. At first there was nothing in the cramped room, its white walls showed nothing that indicated that anything was ever here. Then it began to happen, the walls began to shift and change as a wardrobe came out of seemingly no where for the Princess look over. Everything here seemed to match the note's requests for her Highness, mainly consiting of gloves and collars. The royal frowned as she began to remove her already skimpy clothing.

Soon the Princess had done what the note had asked, she was only clad in long white boots and white gloves. Her neck was covered by white choker as the rest of body was left as naked as the day she was born. The Princess felt awful but she new it was the only way she could help her people.

Once the princess has selected her outfit, the wardrobes seem to disappear once more only to be replaced with a wall of mirrors from every direction as if the Princess wished to view herself from every angle. Of course this only highlights just what she is showing and what everyone else will surely see. No one bothers her during her time in the room, infact it would be easy to skip on the dinner and sneak back to her room. But of course Morloch can already tell the poor princess will do anything to protect her people, a simple blackmail has already worked wonders. For now once she returns to the table he will leave her be for the rest of the evening. He can't force too much or she will surely get suspicious. Of course once she retires to her room to sleep, that is when he will truly have her.

For the moment the servant awaits her outside the room, watching the proceedings as the officials carry on without the princess, most barely noticing her absence as Morloch commands them too. After all so long as he convinces the princess no one notices her, aside from her new fan, he can surely continue to push her further.

Looking away from the princess, Morloch already has signaled the return of her handmaidens, now under strong influence from his machines. Beside them walks a mirror image of the princess, a hologram that will surely be noticed if the princess where to drift too close to her people. Of course he ensures to give excuses to her people, informing them all is going well and that she has decided to stay awhile longer to strengthen relations between their people. Everything is going perfectly in Morloch's twisted plan, the only thing he cannot fully control is the princess, there will be some point she realizes something is very long.

Morloch wonders just how long he will be able to toy with her until then.

Octavia was stunned to see the wardrobe suddenly disappear into the walls once more. They were soon replaced with mirrors so the Princess could what she looked like that now that she was wearing her gloves, boots, and collar. The poor princess could see herself in the mirrors from every possible angle. The poor woman had almost a full body blush as she realized how much of her body was now exposed for everyone to see. Still she had to had to go back out the meeting room to have dinner with the officials. Slowly but sure the embarrassed woman headed out the room.

The Princess came out of the room and quickly headed to where her seat was. Octavia hoped to reduce her exposure as she moved to sit in her chair, she knew there was nothing she could do to not show off her exposed breasts. She was going to have to sit there and pretend to enjoy dinner for the benefit of her people.

Meanwhile, An and Enru were still busy loading supplies on to the Royal Shuttle. The Princess had once again had shown up and told them that she was staying with the officials a bit longer. The brunette handmaiden did not like that answer, but she had no choice once Her Highness had make up her mind. It only settled her fears a little bit, that to An, the people seemed to a fairly pacifist on this planet.

If anyone notices they do not show it, as the officials merely greet her again before they continue to debate the current situation. The entire room oblivious it seems to the princess's state of undress. Any other race would surely waste no time in raping her there and then no matter who she is. Of course that will happen eventually. After all Morloch has big plans for his latest subject and it's always good to try out one of his newer models of minions.

None of the officials give any clue as to who is the one who sent the note, but sure enough another note is passed to her out of the blue and once again with no clear way of knowing who from or who placed it beside her. This one is much more simple, a simple sentence telling her they will be in contact again and she has done well. But to make it worse it also has a picture, one of her sitting there in the middle of the crowded table with her breasts bared for all to see. Surely worsening her situation if such a picture got out.

As the evening passes the servant from earlier is suddenly by her side and ready to escort her back to her room. A few of the officials rise to shake her hand and offer her words of encouragement and kindness. Of course it will surely only give further fuel to see her standing almost naked before them as if using her body to convince them to help her.

"If you are ready princess, your room is ready. You must be weary, your handmaidens have returned to your ship. They seem to honor your wishes they obeying your last command to keep their waring ways out of our home.."

For the most part that the dinner seemed to go pretty well for the most part. The young woman felt extremely embarrassed to be sitting their naked like she was. However, despite the young woman's full body blush, the officials continued to carry on as if nothing had even happened. If if even one person was aroused by the site of the sexy Trixian, no one had even mentioned it.

And it was then that the another note appeared again on the table in front of her. The young woman looked around but there once again absolutely no sign of anyone having left it front of her. There was no sign of emotion among the officials. The princess slowly opened the note to see it had a simple line that had stated that she had done well and he would contact her again. But it was the bottom portion of the note that disturbed her, as it contained a picture of her sitting in the middle of table completely naked.

The rest of the evening went as well as the Princess could help in these conditions. Eventually a servant came by her side and told her that when she was read she could be escorted back to her room. The officials at that point rose up to shake her hands forcing her to do the same. She was not comfortable with them being able to see her like this, but again the officials showed no emotion what so ever. The Princess continued to shake their hands until there was no more, it was then that the royal was more than happy to follow the servant back to her room where she put on something that was at least cover a bit more.

The servant guides her once more through the maze of hallways and once again it seems he takes a different route then before and yet ends up at the destination in the same amount of time to further add to the confusion the princess must be feeling. The servants bows before departing, leaving her to rest in her room if that be her wish. The cameras set up outside the room watch her, set up to ensure nothing happens to the princess but of course in her current state of undress Morloch knows it will only further add to her unease. For the moment he retreats into his mind going over the data and pictures he has already collected from her while monitoring her vitals. He can't rush things so he'll wait until she falls asleep, the drugs in her food may help in that. But still her race means he cannot be sure just how they will effect her. Surely a simple sleeping drug will work, atleast until he can examine her more closely and just how her body reacts to each of his tests.

"Soon Princess, you will take part in something truly important."

Fresh food and drink are laid out for the princess if she needs it aswell as clothing for her to sleep in. At first this may seem her first bit of luck as they laid out a simple white gown for her to sleep in. But like most of her new clothing it is more revealing then she might like as it's clearly transparent. Her new "friend" most likely had a hand in this too. It's much easier to make her blame someone else then realize the truth, Morloch can only make it look like simple mistakes for so long. Hopefully by the time the princess has had enough, he will have collected enough data to add her race to his plans. If he is going to control everyone he must first categorize every race.

Octavia did her best to keep with the servant, she did not want to left behind to be lost in the hallway completely naked. The route they took seem different from the one they had taken to the dinner, the young woman wasn't sure as it was all so confusing. Regardless this route seem to take no longer than the route they had taken earlier. The servant bowed and then departed, leaving the confused royal in the hallway in front of her room. It was then that the pink haired princess noticed that there was cameras set up outside her room. Not wanting to be seen any longer that she was naked, the young woman moved quickly into the room.

The royal was surprised to find that her room was already ready for her return. Some fresh food and drinks were laid out for the Princess to sample. Fortunately for the royal was a new gown for her to sleep in, the young woman walked over to the bed to try it on. However the young woman soon discovered that was the gown was transparent and hid nothing of her body. It was probably from her "admirer" from the dinner earlier, the young woman in frustration decided to partake of some drink in hopes of calming her nerves down a bit.

The drinks are varied in a wide selection and seem to be chilled to the perfect state just for her, of course each is laced with small doses of Morloch's own drugs. But with her resistance they won't have much of an effect on her, but of course the more she takes the more that will change. For the moment these drugs and those so far are simply there to make it harder to focus to help ensure the late night visit Morloch has planned will be easily confused with a rather disturbing dream. The door locks without the princess's knowledge as outside the corridors disappear revealing Morloch's hub as he sits upon his throne waiting and watching for his moment. Too long has he been toying with her, soon it will be time for him to claim his prize. He already has enough data upon her and her race to aid him but still he wants more.

Settling back he begins to make preparations as he sends a message from the princess to her people claiming she is fine and everything is going alone smoothly and she can't say too much in the message since it's pretty to wait until she returns to tell everyone what has happened and what she has seen. True to his promise, the supplies are being delivered to her people, if only so Morloch can track them once they move on from here.

Octavia took a sip from the a light blue drink that she saw at the table, she was surprised to find that it seemed to be perfectly chilled. She took a deeper gulp of the delicious drink, not noticing that the small doses of drugs that were entering her system. Her own natural resistance protected her from the worst effects of the drugs but it did cause her to lose focus and some of her perception. All ready the Princess failed to notice the door lock to her bedroom, trapping the young Trixian in. Little did she realize that even as she drank for of the beverage was there someone that watching her every move.

Not that anyone at her shuttle knew anything about the situation, as they receive a message that the Princess is doing well as that she can not speak for long. Meanwhile supplies continued to be loaded into the royal shuttle making it all appear to be well.