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Joy continues to fill your heart a day after your incredible date with Kaina. Happiness wells up within your entire being.
"Uwah, mistress Alice looks so sparkly today…" You hear one of the maids whisper as you pass through the halls, humming gaily to yourself.
"Is she skipping?"
"She looks so happy; look at her smile!"
"Something truly amazing must have happened when mistress Alice and lady Shikinami went out last night…"
"Wait, something happened between lady Shikinami and mistress Alice? Quick hogging all the details, Beatrice! Tell us, tell us, tell us~!"
You giggle, pretending not to hear the maids gossiping as you continue to walk through the halls. Ah, so cute~! They're right; you really are so happy! You weren't able to sleep last night. That's how happy you are.
Kaina kissed you!
On the lips! Of her own volition!
Oh, your dear love~! Taking the initiative like that, it's so adorable of her. So sweet! So romantic! Even her clumsiness and awkwardness is so adorable! Ah, how can one girl possibly be this cute? How can one girl possibly be this cool? How can one girl be this pure, this… This…
Kyah~!
You almost didn't want to wash your lips last night; that's how much you wanted to memorialize that kiss. You took Kaina's first kiss! On the lips! She gave that to you! And she did other things too! Oh, you can't wait to teach her about how to use her tongue when she kisses. You can't wait to do other things with her. You'd give her the world if you could! The whole city to be her plaything if she wanted! You'd happily strip yourself naked and offer your body and soul to her if she asked!
Ah~!
Anything for the cute, cool girl you so adore. Anything at all, as long as it makes her truly happy…
She's so cute when she's happy.
… It's so sad she isn't happy more…
Maybe you should ask Kaina to move in? She's happiest when she's with you, after all. But would that be too early? Would she be comfortable with it? Well, she seems like she's willing to put up with a lot of discomfort, but wouldn't you be imposing a bit too much? Kaina doesn't really have a sense for these sorts of things; you'd really prefer to proceed in a way that optimizes her happiness! And… And she might move in and then… Then grow tired of you!
And that would be the worst!
Maybe you should stay over at Kaina's place instead? You could rent a movie together. Just… Not a scary one? You don't actually like scary movies… But what if Kaina likes scary movies? Well, then of course, you'll have to watch a scary movie! Anything for your love, after all. Ah, even now, her perfect face pops up in your thoughts…
Hee~!
You were already in love with Kaina, but gosh, now you're super in love with Kaina! It's all you can really think about~!
"That's enough standing around, you lot. Everyone get back to work. Now!" You hear the voice of your wolf-eared adjutant bark out, snapping you out of your Kaina-induced trance.
"Okay, Lupe~!"
"Mistress, are you well? You've been standing in this hallway for the last five minutes," Lupe trots up to you, her tail wagging.
"Eh~?" You giggle, reaching up to pat your maid's fluffy ears now. She harrumphs as you do so, but her sharp expression softens as you rub her head, touseling her silver hair. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just super happy right now! What's up?"
"The maids you requested to be enhanced are ready for inspection. The… Magical Girl you ordered us to place in one of the tentacle pods - "
Oh? Your darling pets are ready? Yay!
"Alright, Lupe, take me to the incubation chamber!"
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The move to your new corporate headquarters has really let you tidy up the mess you made out of your original set of tentacle pods. So much mess, so much waste. So much of a hassle to have to explain. No, your current setup is neater. More sterile. Much less H.R. Giger or Zdzislaw Bekinski in terms of the overall aesthetic.
This is good because you'll have to answer fewer questions if someone pokes their nose around this place. It is far less attractive, though. Not as sexy. There's a certain appeal to having a giant open area dedicated to nothing but fucking cute girls into submission. An open space comprised of nothing but fleshy tentacles, dripping with aphrodisiac…
It might be worth looking into getting a sub-basement. Or contracting workers to excavate another area for a fleshy fuck-pit…
At any rate, two of your new, enhanced pets have been decanted from their pods! They're standing to attention in front of you now!
"Lea and Nea Jyrkiäinen, mistress," Lupe says, introducing this pair of white-haired cuties. "The two maids who have been augmented to meet your specifications."
"Greetings, mistress Alice," the set of cat-eared twins drones out.
Ah~! Twins! Cute cat-eared twin girls!
"Hey, hey~!" You greet your new counterintelligence agents cheerfully. "So, uh, which one of you's Lea, and which one of you's Nea?"
"I'm Lea," the cat-eared girl with the shorter hair announces.
"And I'm Nea," the cat-eared girl with the long ponytail toting a massive anti-material rifle salutes.
Oh, neat, they're even doing that twin-speak thing!
"Lea will serve as M.A.I.D.'s tracker and CQC specialist. Nea will serve as a sniper and ranged specialist," Lupe announces succinctly. "Because they're twins, we were able to implement some… Intriguing enhancements, in conjunction with the essence-based biological modifications you performed."
"We can hear each other's thoughts now," Lea chimes in.
"And we can feel what the other's feeling," Nea concludes.
Hold on.
"… So if I do this," you begin, reaching out to grope Nea's boob. The catgirl lets out a quiet moan… And a microsecond later, so does her sister.
"Mistress Alice…" Lea grumbles. "Uwah, so forceful…"
"Hyan~! It's to be expected, Lea; she's our mistress after all…"
You continue groping and squeezing, a lewd smile spreading across your face. Cute catgirl twins with shared senses? Oh, you truly have outdone yourself.
"Just a few more things, Lea, Nea. You volunteered for this?"
"Mistress Alice has been so kind to us," Nea begins.
"And Lupe's also been really kind," Lea continues.
"So of course, we'd volunteer at the first op-purr-tunity," Nea concludes. You blink at the catgirl, watching how her golden eyes twinkle, how her ears twitch.
… Did she make a pun?
"Sis, that was awful," Lea complains, pouting slightly.
"It was not. My puns are awesome," Nea nods sagely.
"Mistress Alice, please don't punish us for Nea's horrible taste in humor. Or if you have to, please just punish Nea…"
What a cute pair. You'll have to start giving them cuddles too, after they get back from totally fucking up the gangs. Or the corpos. Or whoever's getting on your bad side this week. Hmm, exactly how far can you push this twin-sense thing that they've got going on… What happens if you pet both of them at the same time? What happens if you molest both of them at the same time? Will the orgasms create a feedback loop that leaves them both a blissed-out mess?
Oh, you can't wait to find out~! But you're getting sidetracked again now! That's not good!
"We can talk about that later, alright?" You clap your hands together, trying to rerail the conversation.
The twins salute again. "Alright…"
Neat! Conversation rerailed.
"Anyways. Lupe, you said Heavenly Testament was down here too?" You ask.
"Indeed. She's in the pod to your right. One moment, I'll hit the release switch…"
You watch as your faithful adjutant does this. The metal pod opens up. Steam hisses out as the lid on top releases. Squelching sounds fill the air as pink, wriggling tentacles dripping with aphrodisiacs are exposed to the open air. You grin as the scent of sex and arousal spills out from the pod's confines.
Tendrils writhe and curl around an insensate, twitching form. Slowly they uncurl and release their captive. Heavenly Testament drops out from the tentacle pod's confines in a boneless heap. Lea and Nea catch her before she faceplants onto the floor, gently lowering her to the ground.
Gosh, your new pet's really in an incoherent state. Her face is stuck in a dumb, lustful expression; eyes totally rolled up into the back of her head. Light pink fluid stains her delicate skin, puddling around her thighs and calves, dripping down her petite breasts. That'd be the aphrodisiac you've started mass-producing for the express purpose of breaking cute girls.
Lea and Nea pull a few straggling tendrils off of Heavenly Testament's body. A disgusting squelch emanates from the nun's lower half as your two maids pull two thick tentacles out of Heavenly Testament's ass and pussy, respectively. The nun lets out a bleary giggle; her legs weakly jerk as suckers are pulled off of her clit, her nipples. She then convulses, moans, and squirts across the basement floor, her clear fluids adding to the pink puddle of aphrodisiac she's been pickling in.
That is one thoroughly fucked nun.
Yeah, you do great work. You're so happy to see this sight. Still, you might as well make sure your new adorable masochistic pet is in good health. She might be a Magical Girl, but even Magical Girls have their limits.
"Heavenly Testament, dear, are you okay?"
"Call me Naomi mistressh~!" Heavenly Testament giggles out, still completely lust-drunk and riding the high off of the countless number of orgasms that have been forced out of her by the tentacle pod she was ensconced within. "Weeeeee~!"
You sigh, channeling a bit of essence to your fingers, and reach down to poke the nun in her forehead. She jerks as you channel a spike of your corruptive energies into her cute brain, dispelling part of her high.
"Weee… Ah, it doesn't feel floaty now…" Heavenly Testament, no, Naomi pouts. Then her entire being perks up as she sees you. Naomi scrambles to her knees and sinks into a deep, submissive bow. Her forehead thunks against the ground, her naked ass wiggles with excitement as she willingly kowtows before you. "Ah~! My goddess, my goddess~!"
Oh, joy. She's still on this religious kick. That's going to be… Interesting to deal with. Gosh, you wanted to avoid doing the cult thing; you know exactly where that goes…
"It's good to see you too, Heavenly Testament… Er, Naomi? Are you doing well?"
"I'm doing excellent, my goddess!" Naomi beams, raising her head and taking up a kneeling position. Your new worshipper clasps her hands to her chest, rapturous bliss overtaking her expression. "I've had so much fun in that pod… It made me cum so many times~! I got to experience the same heaven I experienced when you took my purity over, and over, and over… Ah~! All cute girls should experience this~!"
… Okay, you'll give Naomi this, she is cute. And you do love having your ego stroked. And she's got a point. Eh, maybe you'll cut her some slack with the whole religious thing. Just a bit.
"It's good to hear that you're doing well, Naomi," you coo, reaching down to pat your cute pet on her head.
"Uwah~!" Naomi gasps. "My goddess patted my head~!"
Ah. So cute.
"Why did you come here, my goddess?" Naomi asks now. "Did you come to send me to nirvana again? To use my body however you wanted? Because I'm yours, my goddess! My mind, body and soul are devoted to your worship and yours alone! Please step on me however much you want if it makes you happy!"
And with those last words, Naomi actually spreads her legs and presents her puffy, dripping slit to you, wiggling her hips invitingly.
… Huh. Typically your pets have to undergo way more training before they're this obedient. Wow, you really did a number on this girl, huh? Damn you are good.
"I actually came down here to tell you about your new powers, Naomi," you say gently. "You've Fallen now; you realize this, yes?"
"… Fallen?" Naomi tilts her head, affecting an adorably confused expression. "I don't understand, my goddess. I feel… Well, I feel… Weird, now that you're mentioning it. I'm confused…"
"You've undergone a fundamental change to your soul, body, and mind. It's only natural to feel odd. I went through the same thing you did, so very long ago."
"… Goddess? You're a Magical Girl too…?" Naomi's head perks up. Lea, Nea, and Lupe are all avidly listening too.
"A Dark Magical Girl. A corrupted Magical Girl, just like you've become. You see, Naomi, Magical Girls make Pacts during times of high stress and emotion," you begin to explain. "Always during a high or low of our lives. Magic is tied to strong emotion, after all. This is a known fact. However..."
"However?"
"Magical Girls aren't static beings," you continue. "We're loci of magic and strong emotion. We received a Pact because we felt strongly; we fight because we have ideals, hopes, desires… And so we're prone to change. For most girls, this change comes naturally over time. Your powers strengthen, your mana reactor stabilizes, and you come into your own after a few years. But… Sometimes Magical Girls receive a shock, a swift push that sends them plummeting down a far darker path. And that's when we Fall."
"… Fall?"
"Oh yes. Fallen Magical Girls are the MGA's darkest secret. For good reason, of course. They don't want it to get out that the defenders of humanity and all things good and pure can be turned to the 'dark side' as we've been," you titter. "Just as we Pact during a time of high stress and emotion, we Fall during another period of stress and emotion. Blinding rage, morose depression, burning lust…"
"… So I'm… Fallen now?" Naomi looks down at herself. "But I don't… Feel different…"
"Try manifesting your raiment, dear," you ask.
"… Okay?" Naomi raises her arms, and tenses her core. Blue sparks jitter around her as her outfit winks into existence. Her corrupted costume is a far cry from the pure nun's habit she once wore. Her outfit now? It's more like lewd, skimpy underwear. Just a few scraps of fabric barely protect Naomi's modesty. The only thing that's remotely stayed the same is Naomi's habit.
"… Eh…?" Naomi blinks, then shivers. "It's really not the same…"
"No, it isn't. Falling goes beyond a mere costume change too. For instance, you see that lovely pink tattoo on your abdomen?"
Naomi looks down now, poking at the lewd lust crest that's emblazoned right across her cute belly, right above her womb. "… Eh? What's this…?"
"That is your lust crest, my dear," you coo out. "Move your hands away from it and brace yourself, okay?"
"… Okay? Brace myself for wh- YEARGH?!" Naomi shrieks out as you reach out with your toes and gently apply pressure to the intricate pink tattoo just above her pubic mound. The nun screams, vocalizing her cries of ecstasy and lust like a dumb beast in heat. Her legs jerk, and her pussy quivers and spasms as it leaks Naomi's arousal all over the floor.
"Your biology's shifted as well, Naomi," you smile, poking at your own lust crest… And shivering at the rippling sensations that's created. "We don't produce regular mana anymore, like ordinary Magical Girls. Filters have been installed in our souls, our bodies, that transform and corrupt the mana our mana reactors produce into glorious, dark essence. And our precious baby-making organs? Our wombs? That's where most of those filters are placed."
"Hyah~! Nnh~!" Naomi groans out, her shoulders quaking from the intensity of the orgasm you just coaxed out of her.
"It also turns out that our lust crests are a new erogenous spot," you comment wryly as you rub around your own crest. "Because when you press down on them like so, you're directly stimulating the womb. And-"
"Pleasegimmemore- GYAH~!" Naomi screams out as you gently trample her crest again, applying just a bit of pressure to the spot right above her womb.
"When you do that, you're basically squeezing out all the lust-filled essence you've been distilling into the extremities of your body," you grin.
Ah, the good old days when you used to abuse your own lust crest like this, just constantly poking down at the lewd tattoo proudly emblazoned above your crotch, taking advantage of your newly altered biology so you can experience a pleasure no regular girl's even capable of comprehending.
You stopped doing that because you were driving yourself insane, corroding your soul and body from the womb out. The orgasms were literally mind-melting, but the sheer intensity meant that you'd be out of commission for the next week if you pushed things too far.
Which is why you're easing up on Naomi now. She lets out a sigh of relief as you lift your foot off of her belly. You click your fingers together twice, glancing at Lea and Nea. Your adorable twin catgirl assassins drag Naomi to her feet, lifting the nun by her shoulders.
"Of course, there are a few more details we need to go over. I'll have to teach you a few tricks, like how to change back to your old outfit, so your little friends don't get suspicious if I send you back to infiltrate them," you hum, eyeing your new pet with interest. "Which means now I've got to figure out what exactly to do with you…"
Oh, there are just all sorts of fun things you can get up to with this cute, maso-slut of a pet~!
Hee~!
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