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In the vast multiverse, there was a woman who just got home from work. Or rather from being fired from her job. She was tall (around 6'0") with a slender body and fairly tanned skinned that leaned a bit on the bronze side of things. She had long, black hair that was usually in a ponytail and hazel eyes. Her bust was about an E-Cup, while her butt was huge! At the moment, she was just wearing a white crop top with some denim jeans. Her name? Alejandra, though a lot of people just call her, 'Alex' for short. She was of Spanish decent, hailing from Costa Rica. About in her mid-twenties with her having a... special interest in women. Just women, not men.Her career path of choice was a photographer. Not just any photographer though. She was a BDSM/bondage one. Not just that, she worked as a rigger who gets to tie up a lot of the models. She wasn't exactly... well... professional about it. While tying up the models, she tends to be pretty... handsy. Groping their breasts and butts, along with sometimes rubbing the crotches without being prompted to. Needless to say, that wasn't exactly something that she was allowed to do while on the job. It led to a lot of complaints from the models in question which eventually ended with Alex getting fired. That wasn't the first time she got fired either. At least five or so studios ended up firing her in the past two months due to her more handsy nature. Shame to, considering that she was actually pretty good at taking the photos.It was hard for the young woman. The models just looked so... sexy! Especially when she was the one doing the tying. It was hard for her NOT to touch them! The way that their bodies looked when wrapped up in rope, the gags that sealed their mouths as they let out cute, muffled moans, the way that they ended up struggling, it was all so hypnotic. What didn't help the young woman was when she was asked to give them sex toys and asked to apply them. How was she expected to remain professional?! Just... HOW?!While she thought about it, she also understood that her little... quirk was a problem. No matter how much she attempted to justify it in her mind, she couldn't be out touching women without their knowledge or consent. Especially if she was supposed to be a professional working in the field. As a rigger/photographer, she had to set an example for the company no matter what. If she was setting a bad example, well... she shouldn't be working there. Plain and simple. Unfortunately, now, she was currently out of a job... AGAIN! How was she going to pay her bills now? She probably have to cancel her subscriptions to a few bondage models that she was supporting just to save some money...With a heavy sigh, she made her way towards her bedroom. "Well... Guess I might as well start applying for work... again..." The job searching part was always the worst thing. The interview part was another special blend of awful. Mostly due to the fact that she was never sure what to even say during interviews. Sometimes, she would say the wrong thing and get asked to leave right then and there. Aside from that, she might have to consider driving out at least three hours if she really wanted a job. Maybe even move if she wanted to make sure she could get to work on time. "...I really need to take care of that somehow..." She said to herself, opening her laptop.Just as she opened her computer, she found... something. Something that was completely strange. It was some kind of... mail order website? This... this definitely wasn't on her browser before she left for work that day. Her first thought was that this was either a virus or she might have accidently clicked an ad before she left for work. Could have been a number of reasons, but either way, she wanted nothing to do with it! So, she admitted to click off of it. She could, it wasn't like she wouldn't have been able to. However, something ended up catching her eye. Something that was... pretty curious. The header for the website itself. She read it carefully.Have you ever wanted a Waifu of your own? One that you could have dressed in any way, shape, or form that you want? Well, I sure know that I do! Only thing that you have to do is select from our catalog of exclusive Waifus along with whatever outfit you desire! Here you can see the entire delivery system, along with videos from some of our satisfied customers enjoying their new wives to their fullest extent. What are you waiting for? Order your exclustive Waifu today using the 'Multiverse Slave Market'! We'll have her shipped to you overnight without any sort of issue or she's completely free! You can either pay immediately or you can build up credit. Just be sure to follow the policy on our page and read the terms and conditions. We look forward to your business!Upon reading the page itself the page, she though that this is a complete joke. A major joke. There was no way that it would have been that simple. It felt like one of those build-a-character porn websites that still required a payment or subscription service before you were allowed to access any kind of content. That or it was some kind of fishing scam. It was hard to tell fully what exactly this was, but Alex was about to click off of it. She figured that this was probably too good to be true. If something looked like that, it probably was.She went to click off the website, but ended up clicking on something by complete accident; the search bar. Letting out a sigh, she went to go create her mistake... but then ended up getting curious. As she clicked a random point on the screen, she saw that the search option said, 'Search Products'. She didn't fully know why, but she ended up wanting to know... something. Something... that made her breathe a little bit heavily. Even if it was some kind of scam or joke website, she could at the very least do a little bit more research... right? There wasn't any harm in doing that... right? The more those thoughts went inside of her mind, the more curious she became. While she still wasn't fully sure why she typed this out, she decided to search for her... 'Brandish Myuu' was what she typed into the search bar.There wasn't just one option that showed up. Instantly, at least fifty thousand photos popped up. There were at least fifty thousand more videos that ended up popping up as well! All of them looking extremely high quality too, with all of them looking... pretty realistic. It didn't look like someone was cosplaying as Brandish either. That... well... that did make Alex even more curious as she continued to explore the website more. She even made sure to look at a few photos and watch a few videos. Admittedly, she did touch herself to quite a few of them. She simply couldn't resist doing that. It was all so hot! She ended up spending a little while longer on the site than she originally intended to. Much, MUCH longer than she intended. All while only really checking out one of the ladies.Alex wasn't sure why, but she decided that... well... maybe she could try the service out. After all, there wasn't really any harm to quickly seeing what it was about. What was the worst that could end up happening? So, she created an account and decided to order her first lady: Brandish Myuu. The greenette that she was so infatuated. Besides, it wasn't like she was actually going to get her regardless. It was just a fun little thing that she could try out. Besides, nothing was going to happen regardless. She was almost certain of that fact.For the options, she entered in her home address, though was a little bit convinced when asked about her current multiverse. Thankfully, she managed to figure that one out with it basically telling her on the website itself. She decided that she wanted Brandish to be in a sexy, school girl outfit. Much like how a gyaru would usually dress, complete with the slutty outfit and everything. Bra and panties, extra slutty. How she would be tied up, with rope. The gag, a harness ring-gag. Blindfold, yes. Extra accessories were a few dildos and a strap-on inside of the deliver box. Among other things.When it came to selecting a payment option there were two options. The first was to pay normally, however the second option was the one that made Alex raise an eyebrow. It was a 'pay later' option. There was even a clickable option below that to learn more about said option. When clicked up, there wasn't an entire terms and conditions pop up like what she would have expected. Instead there was just a little paragraph. It read as followed:By choosing this option, you are choosing to pay at a later date or a month from now. We will email you the specifics of what they means and which date in your dimension you would be expected to pay by. Please note that if you can't make the payment date, we may expect you in pay in another way entirely, so make sure that you can make your payment in the first place. If you would like, we could also direct you to our employment/membership program. We hope that this helps you and have a great evening!Now, Alex was even more confused. She still didn't fully understand or fully comprehend exactly what it meant by that, but if she could pay later (when she actually had a job) then she would. Of course, it seems like the second option did have its own risks... however it was just a joke anyway, so did it really matter which option she choose? Deciding to pay along with the website's little game, she decided to just select the pay later option. Even opted in for the overnight one. It would put her further in debt to this site, but honestly, she wasn't worried about that. Honestly, she figured that nothing was going to happen anyway.The rest of the day went by without any sort of issue. Alex finished her resume up and was ready to apply for new positions the very next day. She had completely forgotten about what had even happened earlier. Instead just trying to focus on her current situation. Now that she was done with the day, only thing left to do was to... well... do what she does every time and which some porn. Maybe even play an adult game or two. There were a couple that she was looking at.However, just when she was about to do her usually nightly routine... it happened. A knock on her day. Curiously, she made her way over towards it, an eyebrow raised. Quickly, she made her way over. "Must just be a prank by the kids next door..." She said to herself, opening the door... only to see that there was a giant, wooden crate resting in her door way. "...Huh?" Her eyes widened.As if on cue, the crate's front popped off, landing in front of Alex. The latina's jaw dropped at what she saw. Brandish Myuu, standing in the middle of it. The greenette wearing a slutty, school girl, gyaru outfit. School top, tied in a way where her stomach was showing. Massive cleavage barely even being contained by the top, threating to pop out. Triangle black bra fully visible. Short mini-skirt that didn't contain her ass as a black, G-string thong was visible and fit nice around her waist. Solid, thigh high stockings with some black stiletto heels along her feet.How she was bound, a green harness ring-gag complete with chin straps. A green leather blindfold over her eyes. As Alex when to pick her up, she noticed that Brandish's arms were bound in a high arm tie while her feet were fully bound from the ankles, to above and below the knees, along with about bound by the thighs. For another rope, she had a chest harness that made her breasts pop out more along with an extra tight crotch rope.It wasn't just that either. Brandish had a dildo stuffed inside of her pussy along with an anal plug. From the looks of things, she also had a couple of vibrating egg bullets taped directly to her nipples. It made Alex breath heavily. Especially since it seemed like the greenette was fully alive. Like an actual human being. Living and breathing. Suddenly, Alex wasn't exactly how how she was going to contain her ever growing lust! She just couldn't!Forget porn! This would be so much better! There was no real time to think about the website now. At the moment, she was just going to enjoy her package! And enjoy it she would. She shut the door to her place and rushed straight towards her room. Brandish in her arms.