Diamond Tier Service
After a friend of yours provided a gift card to this peculiar location, you were initially confused. A restaurant hosted by a geometric alien and his collection of drones seemed... unnerving. Reviews have praised this location's service and care, both for it's customers and workers. Only a first-hand experience will determine that for certain, you conclude, as you push to enter through the heavy double-doors in front.
The immediate shine of the tables, chairs, and lights were initially harsh on your eyes, but your vision quickly relaxes as the dark coloring of everything else balances out the lights. The way the lighting is displayed doesn't make much sense but you've seen weirder. Your entrance is soon greeted by one of the advertised workers of this establishment: a sleek, humanoid figure with card-like antenna wearing a single piece of clothing resembling that of a bunny suit. It takes a flowing bow, showing off it's elegant demeanor. The arms and legs especially grab your attention, with how they move more like tentacles. Observing the latter though causes you to blush at the slight bulge between it's legs. The awkwardness increases as you instinctively take a slight bow in return. You aren't sure exactly how this place works.
The worker raises it's head at your action and swiftly returns to a standing position, practically out of excitement. It goes to turn before returning to a more proper stance, extending one of it's arms out. You fumble a bit to pull out your gift card and hand it over. The arm's tip cups it as the drone observes the information. A second later and it turns around, beckoning you to follow. You oblige, making sure to keep up with it's steady pace. Between the dark carpet and walls, it is practically hypnotic watching the drone make such clean strides with it's smooth legs and golden outline. The crossing steps it makes causes your eyes to drift downward to marvel as where the legs are meeting. It looks especially soft there...
You bump into the drone's back slightly. You step back about to apologize but it's reaction-less stance makes you hesitate. It swings it's hips one way, then to the other as it steps to the side and motions for you to sit at the table. Wanting to not embarrass yourself further, you proceed to politely sit down, back straightened and hands on your legs as you wait for what else to do. You swear you hear a chuckle from the drone before it flourishes it's hand into the air, spawning a 2-page menu before presenting it to you. You read over the options. It makes you a bit nervous as it feels like the drone is towering over you, politely standing with it's hands folded in front. It only now notices this and walks around the restaurant to leave you alone for a bit. You can swear it doesn't go far, as you can feel it's singular diamond-eye gaze on you despite not seeing it.
The gift card allowed you any 1 meal and drink for free so the high prices had no sway on your decision. When you were ready to order you were startled at the presence of a drone next to you. It might be the same one as before as you notice your gift card nestled between the drone's chest and one of the two diamonds on it's chest. You place your order as it nods at each of your decisions before turning to get it made. You swear each encounter it's putting more emphasis on swinging it's hips. It does make for a good show whenever it walks.
The food was pretty good, to your surprise. Initial thoughts made you believe the main draw to this place were the diamond drones walking throughout. As you were enjoying the meal, those thoughts weren't exactly wrong. Watching such diligent workers move so smoothly throughout the store, their golden outlines accentuating those wonderful shapes, made for a great show. Some would occasionally steal glances towards you but would all return to their task. Except for one: the one that first greeted you. The one that seemed excited to attend to you. The one that once again found itself standing next to you, almost making contact. It may have just been it's steady breathing but it feels like it's been very slowly rocking it hips to and fro, just barely pressing that smooth bulge against you. It made you flustered but no longer nervous. Some thoughts of wishing to just go against social norms and grasp it. Another imagination was joining it, donning the revealing outfit and swimming through the isles with the other drones, if only to spend more time admiring the assets.
As that thought crossed your mind, the ears of this drone twitched, it's face glowing briefly as it stepped back and beckoned you with both of it's tendril arms. Gosh, it looked wonderful and adorable. You take the last bite of your food before getting up to follow it. It offers you a hand to hold. You grasp it and make note of how warm and soft it was. It begins to walk so you grasp it, making sure not to lose that nice touch as you follow it through the isles and past a set of light double doors. It was hard to make out exactly what was in here without the passing golden outlines to orientate yourself but the presence of your friend helped you not stumble in the dark. Was this thing your friend? A sense of shame swept across your mind. It hasn't uttered a word yet and still you felt such a strong attraction towards this... person? Was there actually a person under there, trapped to working for something for who knows how long? How could-
Before you can spend time dwelling on those ideas, the diamond drone turns and winds it's hands up across your cheeks and over your head, applying it's smooth warm touch into you. As you gazed into it's face, you were able to read out the words 'It's okay. This one is eager to please you.' on the drone's face in dark-yellow text. This sudden clairvoyance took you off guard but the reassuring words brought you a sense of comfort. The drone goes to sit down on a chair, making sure to bring your head down with it. As you bow to follow it you decide to get on your knees for comfort. Doing what feels good for yourself is important. As you look up at the drone's face, more guidance is revealed.
"This one has noticed your gaze upon it's body. If you wish to explore it, feel free."
The text is also followed by small arrows, pointing down between it's spread out legs. Towards that smooth bulge. Seeing it up close, parallel to your face, it made you was to get an even closer look at it. Study it. Taste it, even. So many thoughts about it raced and the warm, comforting rubs atop your head reassured you that you don't have to think when you can easily get answers here. Without resistance, the drone lets out a pleasing hum as you press your face against the bulge. It WAS soft, and VERY warm. Practically to an intoxicating degree. More thoughts of kissing and licking to taste it rose and the warm touch turned them into actions. The drone, seeming to want to encourage your indulgence, makes sure to squeeze it's lovely thighs against your face. Not enough to disorient or halt your actions, but enough to press even more glowing warmth into you. As you continued, you noticed small text in your peripheral. Words of encouragement. Compliments at your cute demeanor and skillful actions. Hints at how the drone was enjoying this too. Text that only made want to indulge more and more.
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After some time, you find yourself resting on a couch, resting on the drone's lap as it pets and strokes your hair. Spending so much time appreciating it's body has left you a bit tired. Feeling so close to such a perfect body, a feeling of envy rose. Perhaps a reason the drone felt so attractive was because you wanted it, and maybe wanted to BE it. A small ring is heard from the petting drone, as you see text form in front of you.
"Would you like to try it?"
While you wanted to focus on just thinking affirmatives, thoughts of staying here permanently, never going back to your normal life, were daunting. You ask if there are temporary options.
"We are all only here for a set amount of time. That would apply to you as well."
You blinked a few times, taking that in and letting out a sigh of relief. Feeling a surge of energy, you get excited knowing the position these drones are in is not an eternal sentence. You give a confirmation to it's question and stand up. It follows, letting out a few quiet but high-pitched hums. It looked adorable, staring up at you with it's simple face as it brings you in for a hug. Being eye level, you gaze into it's diamond face as the warm arms snake around you in a hug. As the tips find themselves on your head, more instructions are shown.
"Wonderful. Please close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax"
You obey, allowing what feels like magic course through you. Soon after, warmth begins to spread from the drone's body and arms begins to fill you up. Sounds of gentle water echo in your mind as more words of assurance and instruction guide you on letting go and allowing yourself to take the form of another diamond drone. You can feel as your arms and legs are pressed and smoothed to match the tendril-like appearance of the drones. The coursing water grows in volume as more of your head and body is slowly melded to match, sights of diamonds and spirals and directions on breathing slowly and following. Two points atop your head stretch out with your friend's pull, bringing out a pair of card-like antenna to match their own. With an echoing ring of a bell, you read and obey the command to open your eyes.
Stepping back, you look down to appreciate the resemblance to your friend. It's perfect. Almost like a mirror as you stare back at your friend, who is so kind to adjust your big bow around your neck.
"Good subject. You look lovely."
"Thank you. This one loves how it feels to be a drone."
These words are written out next to you, like a chat room for texting friends. You did feel good. You stretch and wave your new, elegant arms and legs out, getting a feel for how they are. The restriction of bones is no longer there but flexing the appendages proves that you still have complete control over these capable arms.
Take a bow as thanks.
You don't know what caused these words to appear but your desire to please causes you to follow them instinctively. Feeling a wave of euphoria course through you, its easy to note that obeying brings pleasure. "Obedience brings pleasure." You read these words as true.
Hold hands.
You reach out to grasp your friend's hands as they mirror you. Winding the tips around each other brings more joy. This feels so right.
Attention. Salute and listen. These words come to you as the sound of glasses clinking each other brings you both to turn and standby for the store owner who has walked in. Diamondsprite. For what you are, opinions aren't needed as you observe them. Smaller but powerful. Made of bright golden shapes. Triangles comprise most of them as a cube acts as their body with a hexagon for the head. Questions appear but you know they are for your experienced friend.
"I am unfamiliar with this one. A new hire?"
"A seemingly first-time customer with gift card. This one sensed desires in them to try serving you and, wanting to please, this one obliged"
"The diligence you express always pleases me. Good subject."
A hum can be heard from your friend. A tingle washes through you, feeling especially good in your stomach. An unintentional hum leaves you, too. More text appears.
"You will work here only for an hour or two, to not exert yourself under this new experience. Understood?"
This question was from your boss, you recognize. Answer.
"Yes sir."
"Follow the lead of the others. Keep following the words of our drones and the customers. Understand?"
"Affirmative."
"If you feel particularly lost, stick with this one. Understood?"
An arrow points to your new friend. The one that blessed you with this uniform and body.
"Affirmative."
"Mmm, it's adorable how quickly you are catching on to this. Good drone."
A stronger tingle washes through you. You both hum in delight as your legs quiver a bit. Salute and listen. These words re-calibrate you.
"Thank you, sir."
The boss takes their leave as your friend follows, along with you. The evening made for quite the pleasurable experience. Serving the customers did not frighten you. Seeing so many organized rows of text, between customers and drones or just drones between each other, was beautiful. Watching your fellow workers take stride in their elegant steps encouraged you to do the same, loving how you can flaunt your hips with uniform precision. Letting your gaze occasionally stray to one's hips or your own brought you great euphoria, but not nearly as much as following one's request, drone or customer, and being rewarded with warm tingles along your body.
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Once your designated time was up, the restaurant was almost empty, save for a handful of customers and drones. Directions from the boss dictated you wait on the side to be let go. As you saw them approach, instruction to relax, breath deeply, and close your vision appeared. Obeying, you do so as you hear a few glass clinks against your head. The sounds of cracking glass filled your ears, as the drone coat falls away, though the loud crash of breaking glass never comes to startle you. A mere minute later and you open your eyes, looking down to see your usual self again. Diamondsprite gives you a note and card before returning to the restaurant past the double doors. The card seems to be another gift card, albiet not 100% off this time, and the note reads 'Good work tonight. We hope to see you again someday.'
