TRIGGER WARNING: All locations and characters in this story are fictional. This story contains sexual events that may be considered disturbing. Please abandon this story if you are not able to handle story subjects such as bestiality, mindbreak, or hypnosis. I do not condone any such actions in real life.

Part 1:

Fischl stepped into the town marketplace and struck a pose, sweeping her hand across the plaza like a king addressing his subjects. And as she did so a cool breeze drifted through the town, making her yellow hair and dark clothes dance in the wind.

"Behold lowly commoners, for I, the Prinzessin dur Verurteilung, successor to the grand and glorious lost kingdom of the Immernauchtreicht, humbly request information! Such a shame that a sovereign of my stature must stoop to walking these lowly streets. Yet, that is my perilous fate. Beseech me then, that I may divine the location of mine most valued friend!"

Everything about Fischl's appearance seemed to be designed to demand attention. The bangs of her yellow long hair covered one side of her face, hiding the eyepatch beneath. Her black and purple leotard accentuated her petite build and shapely hips, the coattails giving her an extra flair as she walked through the city streets. Her stockings were asymmetrical as well, a juicy thigh exposed for all to see.

This young girl was a natural beauty. Light skin and hourglass body. An outfit and posture that attracted the types of those around her… At least until she started talking. Fischl had the voice of a young teen, her tone laden with arrogant self-satisfaction. And that wasn't even mentioning her word usage...

The townspeople all gave her a passing glance, then turned away, ignoring her. Some of them shook their heads in amusement and contempt.

A ball of purple light and electricity grew by her side, soon taking the form of a fully grown night raven. He floated in place, flapping its wings independent of the wind around it.

"Mein Fraulein. Perhaps you should be more specific as to who you're looking for." Said Oz, the raven.

"Ah yes. Of course. Such plebeians are unaccustomed to one educated in the courtly language such as me. Perhaps I shall introduce myself bearing a title of familiarity to those common peasants."

Fischl held her chin up high and struck the same pose as before, one arm straightened forward, palm sweeping across the streets.

"Commoners, do not be alarmed! I am a senior member of the acutely competent adventurer's guild, fortunate as they may be of my presence and power! I seek to find the home of Mona Megistus, that matron of the stars. The woman who passes prayer to a pantheon of heavenly light. A sorceress whose manner of dress is like my own, a magic-user of great skill and utmost beauty, though not as great as myself!"

The townsfolk ignored her this time, not even bothering to look. Fischl's face burned red, her hands clenching in frustration.

Oz assured the girl.

"Fret not mein fraulein. Perhaps we need only to search for Mona's house ourselves. The home of a sorceress shouldn't be too hard to find."

"Hmm. Most sage advice, as usual, Oz. Our journey to find the Mona manor shall continue onw-"

An old man walked up to them from the side. It was a man wearing plain grey trousers and a plain green commoner's shirt. His grey hair was a messy crew-cut, though the mustache over his lips was neatly groomed.

"Mona? You said it was Mona the astrologist you were looking for, correct?"

Fischl turned to face the old man, her eyes lit up.

"Yes! Good sir, I have heard the news that my fellow sorceress has found herself a new, but humble abode. What better opportunity then, that I, the Prinzessin dur Ver-

"I know where she may be." Interrupted the old man. "I was the one who leased her that house. Ludvig Goth is my name. A pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure all mine, good sir! Fortune indeed smiles upon us both. Both of us, deemed by the harrowing ties of destiny, now undertake the sacred rite of acquaintance! You, sir, stand in the presence of Fischl, orphaned heiress to grand nobility! And though my kingdom is of the sacred passages of eternal night, I seek enlightenment to the location of one who divines the will of the very Fates themsel-"

"Yes. Yes. I don't mean to be rude, but I did hear you the first time. You simply need directions, correct?"

"Sir Ludvig Goth. Our meeting today was most facetious. The last that Mona had joined my retinue, she was bereft of money. Her countenance had belittled the need for riches, yet her stomach sang the sorrowful song of starvation! Oh, how I long to help her in that wretched state! Yet I could not but fall for the charms of such principle and pride!"

The old man cringed. HE was the old man, and yet SHE was the one who rambled, taking an unprecedented amount of time just to get to the point of every statement.

Goth scratched his chin.

"Well... Yes. I'd say Mona is in a rut. Her rent's been due for a few months now, and it doesn't seem like she's found any source of income. I hear she's been living off of mushrooms she found in the forest...Hmm... Doesn't make sense for her to have a new pet if she's hurting for money."

"A new pet you say?"

"A dog. I haven't seen it yet, but I hear it's quite a troublesome creature. Rumors are going around of strange noises coming from within the house… Howls and barks and such."

"Howls... and barks?"

"It's true. And stranger still is the fact that she hasn't left her house in weeks. Mona has just been inside the whole time, conducting magic experiments... Or at least, that's what she says when someone knocks on her door… Not sure what to make of it. It's probably nothing."

Fischl put one elbow in her hand, the other hand on her chin, and gazed up to the sky in an extravagant, sweeping gesture.

"Howls and barks. Unknown experiments. A hunger-mad maiden, gripped by destitution and loneliness. A canine companion captured and caged inside!? Has my dear Mona truly caught a poor pupper off the streets against his will?! Oh, I fear that the cold shadows of darkness loom over Mona after all! As she is my friend and former member of my most distinguished retinue, I shall see to it that a familiar face finds her not fumbling about in some feral-gotten fortune! I must find her!

The old man stroked his chin with one hand.

"Well, you girls can do what you like as long as you don't cause any trouble for anyone else. As long as I get my money then I don't see much of a problem."

Goth gave directions to Mona's house. When Fischl understood where to go, her hand shot forward with her palm facing out.

"I thank you then, good sir. And for now… I shall say…"

Fischl brought the hand up to cover her eyepatch, the other hand sweeping outwardly in a pose that suggested the summoning of magic.

"With my powers, I have seen into the heart of your soul. I know that the cold, dark shadows of the deep do not dampen the light within. As the alighted Prinzessin from the most esteemed Kingdom of Eternal Night, I bid thee farewell!"

With another sweeping gesture, Fischl turned around, marching down the street as though she were in a parade. Ludvig Goth put a hand on his chin again and watched the girl sashay out of sight.

"Prinzessin dur Verurteilung...?" Muttered the old man. "Could have sworn that was some made-up kingdom I read in a children's book somewhere…."

Part 2:

Fischl followed the old man's instructions, eventually finding herself at the foot of Mona's house. It was a grey-bricked square with a triangular wooden roof. Vegetation grew between the bricks, widening the cracks in the worn-out foundation. There were no windows. No torches to light up the side. No light save for the moon shining down from above. Mona had never put any gardens or decorations at the front. There was once a mysterious seal placed at the front of the door, but any magic that pervaded this building had disappeared when Mona broke it.

Fischl stepped onto the stairs rising to the front door. A full moon shined down from a clear sky.

The young princess hesitated, then rapped her knuckles on the wooden door.

They could hear a repeated slamming on the other side, as though something was being slammed across the walls. Fischl put her ear to the door and listened. Squelching and squishing noises. Then, the sound of mona grunting and gurgling. Her voice keeled as though she were in pain.

Fischl knocked on the door again and yelled.

"Hark, my dear Mona! For I have made my way to this village to visit you! It is I, Prinzessin Fischl dur Verurteilung, come to congratulate you on obtaining this dilapidated hovel of a home. Come out and gaze at this beautiful, starlit sky! Let us walk the night so that I may relieve you of being confined within this ramshackle house!"

"Go...Away…" Mona breathed between slams.

"Your voice is most peculiar. What ails you, O' maiden in nocturnal blue?"

"Nothing! I'm… just… doing… Experimen-AAUGH!"

Another noise sounded out from inside the building. A low, muffled "woof", quiet enough for Fischl to wonder if it had even happened. She exchanged glances with the raven next to her.

"That sound just now!... Mona! Are those foul and ghastly rumors true? Has the beauty of your starlight become blackened by the darkness that corrupts your soul!?"

"I'm telling you!….. Just…..Leave already!"

Fischl scowled at the door before raising her chin.

"Hmph! Evil and corrupt, but also rude to boot! Mona! You shall unhand that precious pauper puppy at once! Or, I swear by my fallen kingdom of the glorious Immenauchgreight, I shall seize him from you!"

This time Fischl shouldered the door, pushing against it while her hands pried at the lock. Nothing budged, but Fischl did notice a blue light coming from behind.

"The door is sealed huh? I'll take care of this."

The girl held up one hand. Energy gathered in her palms, creating a yellow light that spread from left to right, creating a solid bow that she closed her fist around. With her other hand, she drew the bow-string, creating an arrow out of pure magic. She let loose. This created an explosion that lit up the city street.

"Cut that racket out! I'm telling you...I'm doING experimeEEANts!"

"Do mine ears deceive me? Are mine eyes beholden naught but lies!? Mona, I hear in your voice that calamity grips your home in its clutches! And I see by the light of old that there is a seal on your door! And the only people who seal their doors to this degree are those with shame to hide!

"Don't worry about MeeEE! I'm fine… really! " Mona gave a sharp breath. " Go away and... leaAAVE.. .me to my studie-AAAAUGH!."

"I sense treachery afoot. Mona, I'm coming in!"

"N-No! Wait, hang on a second! DON'T… DON'T COME!"

Then the faint sound of water spilling across a wooden floor. Fischl pushed forward, her magic flaring across her summoned bow. The blast lit up the street, though the door remained intact, particles still attached to the aging wood. Yet while the door withstood the blast, Fishcl saw that the makeshift lock had snapped into pieces.

Fischl twisted the nob, and slammed her way inside, stumbling slightly as she entered without resistance. The second she burst through the doorway, a fetid stench wafted through her nose and into her lungs. A noxious fume that made her head dizzy, forcing her to stumble about. The wet tapping noises had stopped. The heavy, quick breathing stopped. The young girl found herself in total silence,

It took a second for the blonde teen to get her bearings. She stood and looked around, eyes still adjusting to the dim balls of magic that lit up the sides of the room. Mona's house was mostly unfurnished. The kitchen consisted of nothing more than a black cooking pot over a fireplace. A basic cot lay on the wooden floor in the far corner, with various scrolls and textbooks stacked next to the pillow. Under normal circumstances, she would have berated Mona for moving into such a derelict space. However, the right side of the room was like looking into a separate world. Here was a fully equipped laboratory. Glass bottles and beakers of varying sizes lay next to glass containers filled with multi-colored liquid. Maps of the world lay on the table, with ley lines and points of interest marked all across.

"Uunnghh….I….I told you not to come inside."

Fischl's eyes immediately went to the two figures on the floor. Her eyes were now adjusted to the light, and what she saw then made her gasp and cover her mouth, staggering back. There was Mona. The older sorceress was crawling on her hands and knees. Her body was bare, almost completely naked save for her high heel golden shoes and black stockings. Her black, twin-tail hair looked completely soaked through, sticking to the contours of her petite, hourglass body. What shook Fischl the most was how it seemed like Mona's belly had expanded, inflated like a balloon, drooping so down front that it brushed across the wooden floor.

A dog with orange and white fur stood behind her. The kind of normal stray dog that could be found in any of the cities across the world. It panted excitedly, tongue lolling out of its mouth, tail wagging side to side. Its front paws were on Mona's raised ass, hind legs keeping balance as it slammed its hips into Mona's backside.

Fischl watched, body frozen in shock, as Mona groaned and whimpered, eyes rolling back. Her tongue lolled out, panting just like the dog. And all the while her round breasts swung back and forth, jiggling with every impact.

"M-Mona?"

"And you, Fischl… You really shouldn't have... come here. And now… its too late."

The young princess regained her bearings and pointed to the older sorceress in a dramatic pose.

"Mona! I can't believe you'd do this! Taking advantage of this poor defenseless creature! The indecency! The shamefulness! Have you nor morals!?"

"My word… Me, taking advantage of him?.. You've… hnnng!... gotten it all wrong."

Mona stood up from off her knees, and let out a moan as something unplugged itself from between her legs. From there, came a pouring of thick white liquid. Steaming hot gelatin dripped and caked itself down her thighs, creating a puddle onto the hardwood floor. And the more liquid poured out, the more her belly shrank. Soon Fischl could see that the white juice was pouring out of her vagina… And Fischl saw that behind the older woman, the dog's penis still swollen and erect.

"Out of all the times for you to visit me, it had to be now. I'm sorry, this is my fault. I should have warned everyone… but I was so... uuunngh... distracted."

Mona pressed one hand into her pussy, fingering herself with rough abandon. Fischl blushed, her own body getting hotter by the second. An itch started to grow within her loins, tempting her to start pleasuring herself on the spot. She resisted as best she could, balling her hands into fists.

"I don't... understand…. what's happening…"

"You're already being affected. I wish there was something I can do, but it's too late now..."

The closer Mona got, the stronger that putrid odor became. And the stronger the stench, the more Fischl's body burned with desire.

"I...need to get out…"

Fischl turned and staggered towards the doorway, only for her to slam into a solid barrier of magic. The blue light flared on impact, pushing her back. The princess gasped in horror. Another seal had been placed inside the house. Fischl summoned magic into her balled-up fists and turned around, summoning her ethereal bow and arrow as she did so.

But Mona had already charged up an attack of her own. A massive blue sigil appeared directly over Fischl's head, glowing with incandescent energy.

"Charge attack. Ripples of Fate." Mona spoke with a calm voice.

The sigil exploded into a wave of blue energy. It spread out in every direction, colliding and bouncing off the solid objects in such a way that it looked like splashes of water. Fischl was the only one affected by the blast. Her body was slammed into the floor with enough force to knock the wind out of her. And try as she might she couldn't recover. Couldn't push herself back to her feet. Couldn't summon mana. Could barely breathe as she felt Mona pick her up from the floor and lay her on her back at the center of the room. Gone was Mona's usual stern and calm expression. Now replaced with a look of excitement and pity.

Fischl's body felt like it was burning. That itch… that desire to touch herself reaching a level she never knew was possible. She could barely breathe. And that malodorous smell… it must have been the cause of all this. It was that scent that was driving the both of them mad!

And when that normal-looking stray dog strode over to them, tail wagging, tongue out as it panted through its own heat, the young princess knew that he was the source.

"Mona… It's him! He's the one making me like this!.. How? What happened?"

Mona held her wrists with one hand. And with the other, she felt along Fischl's face, ran her fingers through her hair, until finally, she pulled at Fischl's eyepatch.

"Yes. It's this stray dog that followed me home… I brought him in. Fed him.. took care of him… and over time...I've grown to love him... No. More than that… Tell me, Fischl… Where is Oz now?"

"Oz? I...Yes... He should be here! Oz! Where are you? Where'd you go?"

"I've been meaning to ask… Fischl. Are you sure you haven't just been imagining him this whole time?

The eyepatch was pulled off to reveal a normal right eye. It had a beautiful shade of green exactly like her left eye. Two matching eye colors, unlike the heterochromia that Fischl claimed. And unlike Fischl's many claims that her eye patch held some secret power, it turns out that the young blonde was just a normal girl.

"What are you talking about, Mona!? Focus on the dog! I was wrong. You weren't taking advantage of him, he's the one controlling you! You have to res-HNNG!"

The dog licked Fischl's pussy through her undergarments. She could feel the warmth of the creature's breath on her clit. Felt its snout press into her privates. Thick, gloppy saliva soaked through her asymmetrical stockings and into her panties. Moisture spread between her legs...only to mix with the wetness coming from Fischl's pussy.

Mona grabbed Fischl's thrashing legs and held them up so the ankles were next to the girl's head. Teeth clamped onto Fischl's clothes. And with a single pull, the dog ripped the fabric apart. Now Fischl's pussy was laid bare, and the dog stood up to put its front paws on her breasts, leaning into them so his hips pressed onto her's. Mona started giggling.

"Any long-winded speeches for this occasion, princess? Any haughty declarations claiming to be from some long-lost kingdom?"

"Mona… You…"

"Trust me. You have nothing to worry about. It'll hurt for a bit, but you'll feel very good soon after.

Fischl gasped. Something was growing near her waist. Something thick. Heavy. And throbbing. She looked down to see the dog's red swollen penis extending across her stomach, and… she stopped resisting. That thing… her body yearned for it.. begged for it... Fischl wanted that thing to plunge itself deep into her most precious parts and never leave.

"I...I can't be doing this… I'm…. I'm Prin...Prinzess-

The dog thrust his dick forward. A sharp pain shot through her nether regions, and blood dripped down her inner thighs. Fischl's eye widened in shock, giving her a full view of the canine's snout panting into her face. Another thrust and the young girl howled in pain. Another thrust. Again and again. Fischl started yelling and moaning as the pain of defloration stewed into the insane carnal desire that had built up since she entered the house.

"Uh oh. We can't have that now. Don't want to disturb the neighbors after all."

With that, Mona sat on her face. The older girl's thick hips and soft ass enveloped Mona's vision, her wet pussy planted across Fischl's mouth. Fischl tried to protest, but when she opened her mouth she coughed and choked, struggling to turn her head away from Mona's cunt. And the heat that grew in Fischl's body never abated. The itch in her loins only grew with every moment of debauchery.

Mona smiled with a dreamy expression on her face. She rubbed her pussy up and down Fischl's mouth and nose, her juices falling across the girl's chin and soaking into her yellow hair.

"Oooh… yes… Fischl… Relax… embrace the feeling…"

More thrusts. In and out. What was once a harsh breaking of flesh became a smooth, gliding, rhythmic piston. It wasn't long before Fischl's hips started swaying in time with the dog's. They twisted and turned, not for a struggle to escape, but so that his cock could rub across every inch of her pussy.

"MMmmph….Mmmm… Monaaa…." Fischl's muffled voice sounded out from beneath Mona's soft, round ass.

Within the dimly lit home, there was no way to tell the time of day. No clocks. No windows to see the dawn or dusk. Fischl could have been fucked for hours. Days. Perhaps it was only a few minutes. Fischl only knew that was losing her mind. The more she tried to resist, the more she became overwhelmed with the sensations. Her mouth opened up to lick Mona's pussy with a childish fervor. Her hips jerked up and down in time with the dog's feral humping. Her legs pulled free of Mona's grasp, only for them to wrap around the dog's back, pulling him in closer.

"Ooooh….Oohhh yes! Yes, Fischl! Just...like that...Ohh...Ooooooooh!"

Then the dog's bulging penis swelled up at the base. It stretched the girl's pussy wider than she ever thought possible, and it kept growing to the point that it became completely stuck from its spot. The dog turned around then, its knotted dog dick still firmly fixed in the young girl's cunt.

An explosion erupted inside the girl's womb. The same white, steaming hot liquid that poured out of Mona was now streaming into Fischl's. Her belly inflated, skin stretching past human possibility. The girl screamed louder than she ever had in her life, the sound of which funneled into Mona's gaping pussy, making Mona squeeze her thighs across Mona's head and press her hands into Fischl's hair. Clear liquid gushed out of Mona's pussy and splattered across Fischl's mouth, eyes, and nose. Two puddles formed on the ground, coagulating until they formed a puddle across Fischl's slender frame.

When the canine cock slid out, Fischl's body shuddered, and her hips bucked as a clear stream shot out of her pussy, arcing across the room and splattering onto the kitchen floor. Mona then on her back next to Fischl, giggling as their bodies made semen angels in her house.

Fischl didn't react. Her eyes were closed. Body breathing steadily.

"She passed out." Mona whispered. Her head turned to watch the dog strode over and lick their faces. He gave a low, gruff bark.

"You… want to keep her?"

Another short "woof".

"Yes… of course... It's going to be a little cramped, but I'm sure we can manage." She chuckled "If that's what you want, I can't say no."

Part 3 (Epilogue):

"Mona, Fischl. It's good to see you two out and about this fine morning."

"And good morn to you too, Sir Goth. Indeed, it is a fine morning. For the birds sing their wistful songs, and the wind blows across the flush green meadows… And yet the cool breeze brings back cold, mournful memories of my long lost, glorious family of Verutil-

"Ahem." Mona cleared her throat. "Good morning to you too, Goth. Here is your rent money, as agreed."

"Thank you very much. I must say, it seems you two have been doing quite well these past few months. Is it true that young Fischl here has moved in with you?"

"It's true. Call it a pooling of resources, if you will. She and I split the rent money in half, and with her rewards from the Adventurer's Guild combined with cash I receive from writing in "The Steambirds", I'd say that most of my money troubles are long gone."

Mona crossed her arms and sighed. "No more living off mushrooms for a whole month. It seems my fortunes have finally turned around for the better."

Fischl put her hands on her hips and raised her chin.

"Hmph! Just know that the only reason a prinzessin such as I is staying in your filthy hovel of a home is that it is the wish of our master!"

The dog at their feet wagged its tail and stood up, its front legs pawing at Fischl's thighs. Fischl knelt to pet the beast.

"Isn't that right, master? Yes, it is! You're so good to me, aren't you master? Yes, you are! Yes, you are!"

Goth raised an eyebrow

"Master?"

Fischl laughed as she let the dog lick across her mouth. For a second Goth thought he could see the girl open her mouth for a deep tongue kiss. Then Mona stepped in front, blocking his view.

"She's joking! It's only a joke! That's not our master, only our pet! He used to be a stray. A lonely, starving dog who needed food and a home. So Fischl and I thought it would be a good idea to take care of him?... I promise he's a very good dog. Never barks too loud, barely ever makes a mess, and…"

Goth threw his head back and laughed.

"Ah. Children and their pets. I'm reminded of my son. Always trying to help out every little thing. Not to worry, Mona. I don't mind if my tenants have a pet or two, as long as they don't cause any trouble for the neighbors."

The dog peeked out from behind Mona's legs, staring back at the man with round, dark eyes. Goth smiled and pointed to the creature.

"I'd be careful about him though. I can tell, he's a real charmer!"

Mona went wide-eyed, before laughing forcefully.

"Oh, you have no idea!... But rest assured our relationship with him is perfectly normal. Isn't that right, Fischl!?"

Mona kicked backward, her high-heel shoe striking Fischl's shin. The blonde girl inhaled through clenched teeth while groaning in pain.

"Ow! Why you!"

Before Fischl could retaliate, her attention was drawn to the ball of lightning growing above their Also⁷invisible wind.

"Mein Fraulein, we should make haste to our next quest. It would be most rude of us to keep the Traveler waiting."

"Then make haste we shall!"

The two girls nodded to each other before turning back to the old man. Together they gave a polite curtsy, with the dog now sitting in the middle of the group. Mona spoke with her usual formality.

"It was a pleasure speaking to you Goth, but we must be going. Each day brings a new adventure after all."

Goth gave a polite bow in return. It was then he noticed something strange. Something that, once seen, was glaringly obvious thanks to their skin-tight leotard outfits. There was a subtle bump in their lower bellies. A swelling that was too round to be just fat. And what's more, thick moisture had begun to build up between their legs...

"Of course. You girls take care now."

And with that, both parties turned to go their separate ways. Yet, Goth turned to stare back at the girls. He just couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about that group… As if he could sense that those girls were following the dog, and not the other way around.

The end.

Author's Note: Hello everyone! Thanks for reading my story. I'd like to say that before I started this work, I had absolutely no idea what Genshin Impact was or who any of the characters were. While I did my best to research Mona and Fischl's personalities the best I could, I hope they weren't too OOC here (Though of course, what happens to them with the dog is OOC in and of itself.) I must say that the world of Genshin Impact seems VERY interesting, I'm even tempted to try playing it myself. Kinda wish there were at least one or two buff male characters playable though. And when I say buff, I mean like Sol Badguy buff lol.

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