Bloom, Roxy, and Mirta walked back into the house with Bloom tugging on a set of leashes in her right hand. Walking behind her was Slave, still moaning from stormy vibrating deep within her, and Darcy, wearing a small smile with a light tinge to her cheeks, her gaze admiring the beauty of the goddesses leading her way. Diaspro came up to door, having heard it open.
"I see everything went well, if you don't mind me asking Mistress Bloom, but where is Stormy?" Bloom simply smiled at the blonde slave before patting Slave's pussy, the ex-witch erupting in more moans of pleasure as her knees buckled.
"Toy is being kept in her container, isn't that right Slave?" Bloom teased as the former ice witch continued to moan at her touch.
"Yes mistress," Slave groaned.
"Diaspro, could you collect everyone in the living room so I can introduce our newest slaves to them?" Bloom asked the blonde.
"Does that include Lady Miele?"
"No, I rather she not know about our dealings when it comes to our more mature activities." Bloom instructed before proceeding to lead the way to the living room as Diaspro went off to locate the others; spreading the word to each slave she crossed. Upon entering the living room Roxy and Mirta claimed one of the many seats scattered around.
Bloom positioned Slave and Darcy in the centre of room, smirking as Slave continued to shake as Toy continued to drive her towards orgasm only to be denied it at the final moment thanks to a...gift from Mistress Bloom, an enchantment.
The room filled with the family of demons, Daphne standing by the door as Diaspro handed out drinks. A recipe Techna came across during her research, a mixture of alcohol and succubi cum.
Stood beside the arm chair inhabited by Stella was the brunette Bloom had added to their staff before the resurrection of her sister, the recently christened Slut. The brunette was attired a black leather bodysuit, her arms bound behind her back, her breasts and pussy bare. Her lower lips swollen and wet, her nipples red and pointed. A scarlet ball gag forcing her lips apart. Every so often Stella would playfully whack Slut's nipples with a riding crop, revelling in how Slut would jump, moaning and whimpering in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Stood on all fours by a chair occupied by Musa was the redheaded slave, atop her head rested a pair of black cat ears, a black catlike tail plugged into her rectum, her attire consisting of white fur around her breasts and cunt and hands. Christened Pet by her mistresses, forbidden from talking unless commanded, only to meow and pleasure her mistresses.
"As I'm sure you have all worked out by now, the remaining bitches have joined us, are old enemies are now our slaves, I give you Icy, or as you better know her Slave and Darcy or as she'll now being known as, Whore. Isn't that right Whore?" Bloom began.
"Yes, Goddess Bloom." Whore answered as she bowed her head, her breasts bouncing with the motion, slamming against her stomach, as she rose to her full height if they had carried the same motion she would now be supporting a black eye.
"What about Darcy?" Stella asked, slapping Slut's cunt with her crop, Slut moaned into her gag.
Bloom's smirk moistened Stella's neither regions even further. The redhead reached over into Slave's pussy and proceeded to slowly slide a long, purple dildo from her cunt. Slave cried out in frustration and pleasure, still forbidden from cumming by Bloom's enchantment. Bloom held up the dildo for all to see.
"I give you the bitch herself, everyone say hello to Toy, you can turn her into anything you want during play time but when you're done, you must put her back in Slave, I don't care which hole or form." Bloom explained before pointing Toy to Whore.
"Clean your sister Whore." Bloom stated.
"With pleasure Goddess Bloom." Whore replied as she eagerly took the dildo, wrapping her lips around it, her tongue slithering out and tasting both her sisters as she proceeded to forcefully suck upon it, licking it clean and enjoying every second of it.
For Toy however, the experience was a mixed once as she was bathed in heat and saliva. A slender muscle grinding against her, cleaning her. The air around her smelling of sex. Toy was both in bliss and torment as she knew what was happening and was still unable to find release.
Stella licked her lips, so many thoughts running through her head as she memorized the details of their new slaves.
"Oh I'm going to have so much fun with her." Stella said as she rubbed the crop against her loins, groaning at the sensations. The girls rolled their eyes at their blonde wife.
"I figured you would love it Stella," Bloom said with a giggle as she teased Slave's cunt with her index finger, sliding it delicately over the burning lips. The platinum blonde shuddered and moaned as she was continued denial of her right to orgasm.
"I think I can guess her new role," Musa said as she looked at Darcy's, or rather Whore's breasts as they slowly dripped milk from their teats. Bloom smirk grew as she took a sip of her drink. She licked her lips as she tasted it, attempting to determine who's cum had been mixed into the drinks.
"Oh you're correct on that Musa," Bloom pulled Whore to her with a tug to her leash before latching onto her pointed nipple and forcefully sucking upon her right teat, the milk flowing into her mouth down her throat. As she drew back she moaned, a small dribble escaping her lips and descending down her chin only to be recaptured by her skilful tongue.
"Mm, sweet…like honey." Bloom said, each of her wives licking their lips.
Bloom then proceeded to slap Whore's ass, the sudden strike delivering a motion that caused her breasts to bounce.
"There's an idea, do you want to be our little milk cow?" Bloom asked as Whore moaned from the pain and pleasure the strike caused.
"Oh, yes Goddess Bloom." Whore moaned. A mental image appearing before her mind's eye of herself bound in place, on all fours, her swollen breasts dangling below her. A machine connected to her, pumping her milk into canisters for her divine owners to drink. Her rear forever in the air allowing them complete access to her ass and pussy, she would truly belong to her new goddesses. Her neither regions leaked, her intimate juices slowly sliding down her inner thighs.
On the other side of the room, by the door Daphne found herself feeling a tad left out as she was tormented by the smell, the scent of lust from both her wives and fellow slaves. She found herself wondering if she herself would gain such an honour. Her fantasies paused before they were able to begin though. The sound of footsteps approaching filled her heightened sense of hearing; she stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her.
"Daphne there you are, do you know where everyone is?" Miele asked as she walked up to the blonde hybrid.
Daphne opened mouth, attempting to come up with an adequate lie only to stop as the sound of laughter erupted from behind the door.
"Oh, so they're all in there." Miele stated as she curiously pushed the door open and stepping past Daphne before the slave had chance to do anything. Upon entering she was greeted to the sight of all the Winx members sat about the room, along with the rather scantily dressed slaves and the naked Icy and Darcy. The sight of the one of the witches who had made her an orphan sending waves of fear throughout her form. She lasted mere seconds before the shock of everything finally overwhelmed her and she collapsed unconscious. Flora rushed to her sister's side.
"Miele are you okay?" She asked, checking her forehead and pulse as Techna rushed over and scanned the adolescent.
"She's fine, it seems it was all a bit too much for her, though I expect we'll have a lot of explaining to do when she wakes up." Techna sighed before turning to Diaspro and Daphne.
"Girls, take Miele back to her room and put her to bed, afterwards I want you stationed outside her door, the minute she wakes up come and get me." The technological succubus stated.
"Yes Mistress Techna," came the united reply of the slaves as they carefully took the young in their arms and carried her from the room.
Bloom hesitated a moment before waving her hand over the remaining slaves, each of them turning into a small doll of their former selves, their attire identical to what they had or hadn't been wearing prior the transformation with a key chain coming out of a certain part of their body, Slave had one out of her ass, Whore her nipples, Pet the back of her neck and Slut her feet, each one dangling from Bloom's finger tips. The dildo in her hand then shrunk down and reshaped into a golden ring. Bloom kicked off her shoes and placed it upon her second right toe as to continue her torment.
"Until Miele is taken care of we're going to have to calm things down a bit, I'm going to keep hold of the slaves, Techna is going to make sure she's okay when she wakes up and I suspect Flora will aid her in that regardless of what I say, everyone else...just try to act normal, at least until the situation resolves itself." Bloom states before slipping her shoes back on, her hand curling into a fist as to maintain a strong hold on the slaves as she proceeded to leave for her own room, each slave spinning in the air with their chain.
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Miele was placed down into her bed while Flora looked at her little sister, having caught up to the slaves easily. It seemed seeing the appearance of the Trix had driven her unconscious with the fear they had inspired in her, Flora was afraid that she was going to be traumatized further as things developed, as they placed the unconscious girl down and pulled the covers over her.
Daphne turned to Flora, her head bowed in shame.
"I'm sorry mistress Flora it is my fault that lady Miele is like this," Daphne confessed to the honey haired girl. Flora gave a sigh,
"It's alright Daphne it was bound to happen eventually."
Daphne gave another bow of respect to Flora.
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Thankfully it wasn't too long for Miele to awake, her hand rising to her forehead. Memories of what had happened flashing before her mind's eye. She had seen the Winx wives with skimpily clad girls and two naked members of the Trix. Miele felt her fear and anger begin to bubble and churn. She was afraid of them, after what they had done to her…to her family. Her rage building as the memories of what they had done continued to flash before her mind's eyes at what they had done.
The door opened, Techna entered the room.
"Miele?" Miele turned to her,
"Why was she here?" Miele asked, "Is she going to hurt me?"
Techna seated herself down done at the foot of her bed.
"No Miele she wouldn't hurt you."
"Is she a... a slave?" Miele stammered. Techna gave her a small nod in reply. Miele found herself restraining her anger as she processed the new information. Unfortunately, it did little to help but just couldn't.
"Why? She killed mine and Flora's…our parents!" Miele looked away from the technological succubus. A small sigh escaped Techna's lips,
"Look Miele I get that you're mad, Flora is as well,"
"She's telling the truth Miele," Flora said as she walked in and sat next to her sister embracing her in a hug, "I'm mad at them for taking away our parents just as you are."
"But then, why are you ok with them being in the same room as you!" Miele screamed.
Flora paused for a moment, considering her answer.
"I guess I'm not all that okay with them...well apart from Slave I guess..." Flora admitted.
"Then why..." Miele began.
"It's simply Bloom's way of dealing with them and ensuring they are dealt with properly, we've had them behind bars on multiple occasions, even maximum security and it didn't work and we'd rather not lower ourselves to their level...so this is how Bloom decided to deal with them." Techna explained as her PDA scanned Miele over. "Well it seems your fine Miele though I'd advise against doing anything to risk getting over excited again." She continued. Silence filled the air as the conversation fell.
"So what's going to happen with the Trix?" Miele asked.
"Well, from what Bloom told us Stormy is now eternally trapped as an object of her owners choice, fully conscious and Darcy has joined Slave and is now lower than the slaves, she has lost her name and her mind has been warped...she no longer has her own purpose and I'm pretty sure Bloom put some cow in her." Flora replied, muttering the last part.
"Are they still going to be able to use their magic?" Miele asked hoping that they might have some of those, Light Haven anti magic binds, only to get a smile from Flora.
"Don't worry Miele Roxy, Mirta and Bloom took their magic from them."
That gave Miele a degree of relief. Techna then got up headed out of the room, leaving the two sisters along for some alone time. Miele's cheeks tinged with a light blush,
"Flora can I ask you a question," Flora raised eyebrow at the request.
"Of course you can Miele, what is it?"
Miele averted her gaze to the floor in embarrassment.
"I... Do you usually wear that kind of outfit?" Miele asked pointing out the undersized and rather revealing outfit the older girl was wearing.
Flora's eyes widened as she felt her scarlet blush spread across her face.
"No... Like the rest of the girls...since we got this place…I tend to go around in the nude."
Miele's eyes widened, she blush spreading to cover her entire form as the mental image of her sister and her...wives walking around butt naked. Silence filled the room, and with an intense sense of awkwardness.
"Don't you get cold?" Miele asked after a moment, speaking without thinking.
"Not really...we tend to stay active." Flora stated, her gaze too moving to the floor.
"Don't worry no one will be walking around naked while you're here...Bloom's made it clear that anything 'x rated' is to be done behind closed and locked doors." Flora explained after a moment, wanting to avoid any more awkward silences.
"Do you want me to leave?" She asked, silence returning to the room.
"I guess," Miele muttered after several moments, and with that Flora took her leave of the room, leaving Miele with her thoughts.
She hadn't told her sister she was thinking about becoming a succubus herself. She guessed if she did Flora would try to talk her out of it.
'I don't know how to react if she did,' Miele thought to herself as she laid down and closed her eyes letting sleep take her over once again.
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Miele opened her eyes with a small groan. It took her a moment to realize something was wrong. First she was naked…with someone's arms wrapped around her. The next thing she noticed was that she appeared to be taller than before, with a much curvier and…more…mature figure.
And then there was the feeling of something foreign attached to her body both on her head and her back and something on her backside. She was brought out of her musings as she was tossed over and was bestowed a kiss upon her lips. A kiss from…her sister? Flora!?
For atop the younger girl was her elder sibling, holding her wrists against the bed, leaning down to stealing Miele's lips, her breasts hanging loosely with pointed nipples, occasionally bouncing into one another from the elder girl's motions.
"F-Flora?! What's goi…" Miele began only to be silenced as Flora recaptured her lips, her elongated tongue slithering past her younger siblings lips and searching the crevices of Miele's mouth.
Miele pushed back with her tongue, entangling it with Flora's. Flora moaned into Miele's lips, revelling at her resistance as their tongues danced with passion. Shivers shot through Miele's beings, sensations she had only read about filling her mind, her body starting to burn with yearning for Flora's touch despite her own mental confusion.
The scent of sex strong in the air, teasing her nose as her mouth focused on the taste of Flora's tongue, the sensation of being utterly powerless as Flora's soft palms encased Miele's tender wrists against the cool surface of the back of her bed. The sounds of Flora moaning against her lips like a siren's song as she felt the resistance, the debate of her conscious thought fade away as the pleasurable sensations worked to claim her mind, the erotic vision of her sister straddling her bidding it a final ague as Miele lost herself to the erotic sensations she was experiencing.
Flora looked upon her, fires of lust burning brightly within her eyes as her tail curled behind her. She lowered the sensitive instrument until the tip lightly stroked Miele's outer lips. The blonde moaned as she felt the innocent child beneath her shiver with pleasure, moaning into their kiss.
She started thrusting herself into Miele as the girl continued to moan into her mouth. She moved her hands from her wrists no longer feeling the need to restrain her, moving them to Miele's breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. She relished in the high pitched moan she received. Next Flora moved down, to her hips, to give her greater leverage. Miele moaned looking up at her 'sister' with passionate eyes filled with lust.
"Oh Flora... Oh yes..." She slid her tail around her sister's, arching her back. Flora began suck on her sensitive neck placing chaste kisses all down the way.
"Flora I'm so close..." Miele groaned, squirming beneath her sister, before she felt Flora's fast thrusts move even faster, pounding her sensitive virgin flesh without restraint. Miele couldn't hold herself back anymore, she closed her eyes tossing back her head as she orgasmed, her pussy clamping down on Flora, as the blonde buried herself, deep, within her and let loose her own orgasm.
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Miele's snapped upward in her bed. Eyes wide, her body soaked in sweat, her nightly attire clinging to her still developing curves, her nipples at full point pressed against the thin fabric of her nightie. Her heart racing within her breast, her mouth dry from dehydration, her cheeks flushed with heat, she felt her hand slowly slide down between her legs, she found a large damp spot upon her sheets. Her hand fell against her panty clad crotch, it clung to her cunt like a second skin and she was sure the white fabric was fully transparent. She retracted her hand, holding it up to her face, lightly shaking as she struggled to process what had just happened, the scent of her sex filling the air, teasing her, mocking her.
Unknown to the shocked child Stella's astral form hovered at the end of her bed. Ethereal arms crossed as she looked upon the girl, frustrated how short the 'dream' had lasted.
"Over already? Oh well, I hope this at least gives Miele a nice little…push in the right direction." The blonde sighed to herself with a giggle; she had enjoyed manipulating Miele's dreams as she took on Flora's form. She moaned at the memory of straddling the girl and pounding her and all under the guise of being her sister, so kinky.
"See you later little Miele and who knows if you're a good girl I might come back tomorrow night." Stella giggled as she flew back, out of the room, passing through walls with ease as she headed back to her body.
