Reborn in a Dating Sim: Life as a Mob is hard in an Equestria Girl’s Dating Game!

Reborn in a Dating Sim:

Life as a Mob is hard in an Equestria Girl’s Dating Game!

Chapter Special III

Nervous didn’t begin to cover how Monika felt. Artemis had explained the plan that both Diamond Tiara and Applebloom had come up with. The two of them were interested in becoming engaged to her beloved. She was against it, completely against it, at first until Artemis explained that if Copper didn’t take normal human wives he would be viewed as a pariah. She couldn’t stand the idea of her beloved being rejected by the society that he was attempting to fit into, so she considered her options.

If she allowed this to happen it meant that he could also take Artemis and herself as brides. Perhaps secretly, but he could do so. The idea that she would become a bride to her beloved was enough to overthrow her senses. She wanted to be his bride, to feel him love her, and to become one with her. She felt that he was becoming close to her again, and she wanted to be able to be with him. The idea of sharing was still odd, but unlike before she couldn’t just delete those that were around her.

Instead she needed to learn to share, or at least be okay enough with the idea for the time being. She looked toward the building itself that was going to be used. The construction of the new home on Copper’s private island was finished, and at this point it was just the furnishing that needed to be placed. The drones that were working seemed to be assisting the avatar that Artemis had left here with them. That avatar looked at her, gave a slight wave, and continued on her duty. For Monika it was a strange sight. She half expected her to simply have Artemis’ attitude toward things, but instead she seemed happy.

She shrugged it off, moved forward and looked at the drones working in pairs. They were arranging furniture, but they were also decorating as well. She noticed that all of the decorations were inside of the home, and not a one of them were outside of it. That in and of itself made far too much sense. It needed to be inside of the manor and not outside of it. He couldn’t be able to view what was going on.

She moved toward the avatar and watched as she continued to work on the decorations themselves, “I’ve come to see if there is anyway that I can help,” she said as she looked at her, “I want to make this special for my beloved.”

The avatar stopped, looked at her, and shook her head, “Monika,” she said, her voice having a slight lisp, “If you enter into this marriage you must understand that you will not be the only one there. You will not be able to monopolize my Captain’s time. He will need to spend time with all of his brides, not to mention there is something else that will need attention.”

Monika stopped, and studied her, “What, it is not like any of those that are his intendeds are pregnant.”

The silence spoke loudly, and Monika’s eyes widened, “No,” she said her voice confirming her disbelief, “You’re not truly biological, that’s impossible”

Artemis shrugged and continued to work, “It is possible. The avatar that spends the most time with my Captain has undergone enough alterations that she is able to carry a child. She is currently carrying one, and unfortunately due to the nature of rabbit beast people the gestation period for them is about a third shorter than normal humans. I am uncertain if the same remains with half-breds, but I can only assume that it does. That means that she will likely be giving birth before the year is up.”

Monika stood there, “I want the biological changes too,” she said, her voice firm, “I want to be able to give my beloved a child. I want him to love and adore me even more, and I know that giving him a child would do so,” she stated, her voice offering no argument, “how do I go about getting the biological changes to my current body?”

The other avatar smiled at her, “My sister has stated that you would say something similar. She insisted that it can be done, and would be done. Additionally, she has stated that you would be given the chance to undergo the same change that she did. She also stated that some of us would get the same chance as well. She does not want to keep you from him, but she also wants to ensure that you will do nothing to hurt him. Harming those close to him would mentally harm him.”

She looked at the other Artemis and she finally nodded, “I get it,” she acknowledged, “I will ensure that no one is harmed, so how do I go about the change?”

The other Artemis studied her for a moment, “Come with me,” she stated as she led her toward a section of the house that looked completely the same to the others. The door opened, and she looked at the stairwell that led down into a basement. Instead of being worried she simply followed the Artemis in front of her, and together they arrived down into a large room. There in the corner was a single chair. The other Aremise led her toward it, and indicated that she needed to sit down.

When she did, the chair activated. A small part of Monika knew what it was. Despite being with her beloved in his former life she had been given more knowledge. This was an avatar repair station. It latched onto her wrists, her ankles, and moved until she was practically spread eagle. A pair of scissors connected to the chair via a long arm moved down, and they cut through the fabric of her clothing. The fabric was removed, and she watched as a long cylinder fill of a silverish liquid was moved toward it.

The tip of the cylinder was a needle, and it was pressed against a small mole that resides at the juxtaposition between her shoulder and neck. The mole itself gave way to the needle, and again she knew what it was. The mole was a small port allowing the access of nanobots to enter into the avatar to make small changes. The moment they entered she began to feel something happening. The sensors that determined touch, taste, and sight began to change. She could feel slight changes in how the avatar itself was set up.

“What happens now?” she asked as she felt the nanobots going through her, “What do I do now?”

There was a moment of quiet, “You simply allow them to finish. When they are done you will be as organic as we can possibly be. It will mean that everything the truly biologicals can do will be within the realm of possibility,” she replied as she left her alone. For Monika it was a moment to realize that what she had truly wanted was finally in sight. She was not only getting to step into the world of her beloved, but she was going to be able to completely join him.

It had been everything that she wanted. As she laid there she felt the changes happening. She could feel how everything began to feel softer. Her entire body no longer felt like it was just hiding below the surface of the cloak that was designed for the avatars. Instead it felt like she was actually flesh and blood. There was so much that this meant, and there was so much to unpack about it all. There was no doubt that she was alive before.

One of the oldest sayings she could remembered had said, “I think, therefore I am.” It was something that she held onto being an AI. She was able to think. She could rationalize, she could consider, and she could identify things. She felt, she loved, she hated, and all of that meant that she was alive. But this body would mean that her identification would change into being fully alive by biological standards.

She felt the bite of the cuffs after a bit, and she realized that her skin had fully changed. She looked at it. The pinkish skin was now coursing with all of the cellular activity that was expected of something that was merely born. She was experiencing what it was to live. Slowly the transformation continued, and she found that some of the things she didn’t have to worry about became worries. Her stomach growled. She felt hungry. It was a feeling that she hadn’t expected. She felt hungry. She felt the need to eat, to feed, and she wondered what else was in store.

As she sat there the realization came to her of what was really in store for her. She was going to experience so much, but what it really meant for her was that she was going to experience them with Copper. The minutes passed, and she felt something else. It began as a small tiny feeling. Barely the tiniest feeling of something jabbing into her, but it began more pronounced. She understood after a few moments that what she was feeling was pain. She was in pain. She felt pain.

A soft groan escaped her as she felt it. The feeling was near her neck and shoulder, and it remained there. It was difficult to think clearly. She felt this pain, this unsettling thing that remained there, and it drove more directed thoughts from her head. How could she feel something like this? How was this possible? The unsettlingness of it began to plague her. She felt the sharp pain, and it grew. Somehow it grew. It felt like the pain was at a point, but it was spreading out.

Slowly she felt something move, and the pain disappeared. When it did she felt another wave of sensations. New feelings, new experiences, and new thoughts began to move through her. She could feel awakened desires. These desires weren’t merely how they had been. It wasn’t desires made by her wants and needs on a mental level, but instead she felt them. She felt physical needs. There was a deep burning desire that was bubbling up inside of her. It slowly resided after a bit, but regardless it had been there.

The minutes continued to pass, and soon those minutes turned into an hour. That hour into two, and finally the third had passed. When it did she saw a form coming toward her. The cuffs on her wrists and ankles released, and she slowly moved to get up. She found herself able to move, but more uncoordinated than she had been before. She almost felt as if she was going to fall just moving across the few feet that she did move.

“Careful, it takes time to get used to,” Artemis’ voice said, but this time there was no lisp, “Normally, we would have a day or so for you to get used to your new body. I would give you ample time to adjust, but we do not have that luxury today,” she stated as she moved toward her, “I stated before that I can share my Captain, and I had meant that. I ask you now, do you submit as one of the potential wives, do you understand the hierarchy, and do you understand that I am above you in the order of command?”

She took a moment, “You gave me a gift,” she said, her voice sounding a little off, “you allowed me to live,”

Artemis nodded, “I did,’ she admitted after a moment, “I allowed it because I felt it only right. You did your best to help my Captain. You have remained by his side, and that deserves a reward. For that reason, if none other, I wanted to give you the chance to be more than you were. But you still have not answered my question. Do you submit?”

Without any further hesitation she nodded, “I accept you as the head wife,” she confirmed, “I do because I now can experience all that you can. I can give myself fully to him.”

She watched her, “It will not all be fun and games, “Artemis warned as she moved to help her, “But for now it will be enough. Come, I will help you dress, and then we must finish the preparations. My Captain is nearly here, and I doubt that there is much that they can truly do to keep him occupied for much longer. He tends to be very willful when he wants to go somewhere.”

The words were true. She knew that her beloved, her darling, tended to be willful in his decisions. It was one of the things that made her fall in love with him before. It wasn’t just the code, but it was more than that. She had evolved, and in that evolution she understood that she wanted to be with him. It was a decision that she made completely on her own. She wanted to be near him, to hold him, to understand him, and to love him.

Together they moved into the rest of the manor, and she did her best to find her feet. It was odd, truly odd, to walk around while feeling everything around her. Before the sensations were merely data. It was information that was fed to her, but she felt every movement, she felt the touch of the hardwood floor, she felt the cool air on her skin, and she realized that she was still nude. She turned toward Artemis who was leading her, “Shouldn’t I dress in something?”

Artemis turned toward her and smiled, “We will dress in wedding gowns before they arrive, so there is no need for it now. Help with the decorations, and then we will move into the dressing area,” she said as she led her toward the final place where the decorations were being placed. To her surprise there were more than just drones there. She saw a few familiar faces, and she also saw faces that she did not know. One of which was a girl with perfectly coiffed purple hair. It hung in a spiral, and somehow it was also done in a simple ponytail.

To her utmost surprise the look of her hair was beyond immaculate. It also didn’t detach away from the fact that she was currently holding a measuring tape, and she was moving between different individuals. She seemed to be taking into account their measurements, and then her eyes fell onto Monika. She cocked an eyebrow, and she looked directly at Artemis, “I take it that this is Viscount Copper Plum Bit’s other bride?”

Monika looked toward Artemis, “What is going on?”

Artemis smiled at her, “Everything that was done could have been done with more modesty in tact, but Baroness Rarity Belle asked that you be brought here to be measured. She wanted to ensure that your dress would fit like a glove, and she asked that you be dressed as minimalistically as possible.”

Rarity shook her head, “She could have worn a bra and panties, but that doesn’t matter now,” she said as she looked at her, “Let’s get your measurements, and then I shall make the alterations needed to the gown.”

She stood there, and studied the girl, “Wait, how can you make alterations without it taking an incredibly long time?” she asked as she felt the coolness of the measuring tape, “Shouldn’t it take hours to make alterations?”

The girl laughed, “Oh, if I was strictly doing this by hand, absolutely,” she admitted as she moved with practice skill, “But in truth I’ve fine tuned my magic to speed up the practice. While most of the kingdom focuses on defensive and offensive spells I am more of an enchanter. I cast enchantments on my tools, and I link them to my thoughts. I think of the measurements, the adjustments needed, and they begin work. As long as I don’t become too distracted then they do what would normally take hours in minutes.”

She sounded fairly proud of herself, “It’s something that I learned to do before that dreadful business with Queen Chrysalis. I’ve been keeping at it since. My father has offered to open a boutique for me, and in truth I am inclined to take him up on the offer. I’ve considered a few names, but the one that sticks out is rather silly.”

Monika felt the communication was light, simple, and enjoyable, “What name is that?” she asked, honestly curious about it, “What kind of name did you think of?”

Rarity smiled, “The Carousel Boutique,’ she said, her voice brimming with humor, “It’s silly, especially since I want to name it so because I do enjoy the things, Carousels you see, I believe they’re fun and wonderful. I thought, a building, designed to look like a grand Carousel, it would be breathtaking, but I fear that it would be more silly than practical.”

“If it is what you like then I don’t see a problem with it,” Monika replied, “It would fit your tastes, and it would ensure that those who associate with you would know the name. It would come naturally to them,” she remarked, “I don’t believe it to be silly, but instead it is ingenious.”

Rarity smiled, “Thank you,” she said as she finished the measurements, “Well, to be honest you are almost an exact match for your sister. The both of you have very similar body measurements. The difference is bust and hips. It apepears that you have slightly wider hips and a smaller bust, while her hips are a bit narrower and her bust is slightly bigger,” she laughed as she looked at the dress, “So your alteration shouldn’t take long. That said, it is odd that there are so many women willing to share a single man. I dare say that this could start a trend.”

She smiled, “If it does then we can only assume that it will be one that spreads throughout the nobility, but I believe they will want to see how well things work out for the lot of you before it spreads too far,” she remarked as she moved toward the dresses. Monika stood there, and then looked at Artemis again. It was obvious that the entire helping with the decorations was a fabrication. She had been lied to, but it was so that she wouldn’t argue with being measured.

She wasn’t sure why Artemis believed that she would argue in the first place. Not that mattered, “So, was I just needed to be measured, and that it?” she asked as she stood there in the nude, “Or is there something else?”

Artemis neared her, “There is a slight something,” she said as she passed a piece of paper, “King Baked Bean has asked my Captain, our soon to be husband, to help ensure that his son is not breaking his vow. The way he wants to do this is to present a technical win to the prince.”

Monika looked at her and blinked, “He wants my beloved, my darling, to take a dive?”

She nodded, “I see the reasoning in it. Thanks to some hidden cameras I’ve already discovered that they’ve been seeing each other. At this point it will be a scandal that will completely ruin the prince. I believe this might be the one chance to keep him from being exiled. While that does not bother me, I know that it will bother my Captain,” she said as she looked at the letter, “So I want to figure out something that the prince could stand a chance of beating him at.”

Monkia looked at her, “Nothing, there is nothing that he could beat him at. My beloved is excellent in all that he does,” she replied, “However, he could potentially take a dive on something a bit less obvious. Perhaps a simple boxing match?” she asked before her eyes lit up, “What about hovercar race? Surely the prince can’t be completely terrible at something as simple as driving.”

Artemis nodded, “I will present that idea to him,” she replied, “Thank you.”

The heard the doors at the front, and Artemis’ eyes widened, “Oh, they could no longer keep him occupied,” she said as she looked around, “We need to get into position.”

In minutes Monika found herself standing next to Artemis, Diamond Tiara, Applebloom, and Sunset Shimmer. The other being there was a bit of a surprise, but again she had agreed to sharing. She saw the door open, and she saw the surprised look on the face of her beloved. He was ushered in, “Son, it’s time to do the right thing, and begin your engagement,” his father, her soon to be father, said, “Take these girls’ hands, and become a man.”