The waitress watched the elf leave with the tiefling in tow with only a mild hint of anticipation. The elf would be back, and with another girl. She was sure of that.
The Magic Cafe was a curse upon the worlds, set to wander freely so as not to effect any one world for long.
With the Magic Cafe, one could become whatever one wanted. And one could turn others into whatever they wanted them to be. Its original purpose was to produce an exotic harem for its creator, a wizard in a world both modern and magical.
That creator had been successful. Too successful and had been banished. And now he was cursed to stay in these doors for eternity and never could he use the magical treats for his own benefit again. He had to suffice with living vicariously through others.
And, what was worse, he could not even use his own magics to change himself. And he...no, she, was stuck in this form he had been left in, bound my magics greater than his own. But not great enough to kill him.
Yes, the Waitress smiled, waiting for the time Ukyou would return.
It wasn't often that such things happened. Usually the customers came in and changed themselves and then left to introduce whatever changes they had gathered into the bloodpool of their world. Ukyou, however, had fallen for the Waitress's preferred trap.
The Master Cake.
Without the cake, they'd only come to their senses later and have the horror of realizing they were now stuck as something other than what they were born as.
She would watch Ukyou bring another girl here, and perhaps another. The elf would be encouraged to hurry, for the cafe would leave by midnight. Before then, the elf would transform and enslave as many bedslaves as he could.
And then the Waitress could watch the fun. All the up until the neo-boy discovered something.
Changes to race and body, these were relatively easy and, being transformative rather than shapechanging, permanent. In fact, the new races would be pure-breeding for three generations and quite fertile. At the very least, a race of tieflings was soon to come on this world, and probably other races besides.
Changes to personality were less so, and the new personality inevitably was subsumed into the old. Whether Ranma the sulky martial artist or Ranma the cheerful cheerleader was primary or secondary would depend on the situation.
But the will. Ah the will.
The will of a sentient was nigh impossible to keep bound forever. Often the lifespan of mortals was too short for this to matter. But elves and tieflings? That was another matter entirely. And besides, there were usually those that took exception to seeing their friends enslaved.
Eventually, one or more of the girls would be freed of the bounds of enslavement and false love. And then the Waitress, from whatever dimension she was currently in, would get to watch as the would be harem master was torn apart by his slaves or their loved ones. And that was pleasing too.
After all, if the Waitress couldn't have what she wanted. Then why should these others?
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Ukyou stretched as he finished the cake and he followed the cute and bouncy tiefling cheerleader-martial artist before him. Ranma's ass was still an inviting target, but he restrained himself. What made him more curious was just how easy it had been to get Ranma as her own.
The little red-headed demon was now firmly in love with him and in his sway. Ukyou smiled darkly as he considered, now that he had his prize, that revenge for disrespect was due to him. And he now had the perfect way of dealing with it.
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