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Hmm~!

You've decided. So what if this girl's uncute, and her personality's garbage? Kintsugi's all about fixing the flaws in paltry, mundane objects and making them prettier and more useful. She's still got a nice body, doesn't she? Bump up her bust size some, stimulate her mammary glands. Widen her hips, make her uterus nice and yielding, make her organs resilient so they can withstand larger insertions, pump up her hormone production until her mind's a pleasure-addled mess...

Of course you'll have to tweak her baby hole too. You can't make a cute breeding bag out of this garbage person if she isn't tight but stretchy after all.

You'll just turn this uncute girl into a testbed for your seedbeds!

Won't that be fun~?

You snap your fingers, dispelling your hypnosis with a quick flare of your mana. Jun-whatever's eyes flash pink, then go wide as you forcibly shove a gag back into her mouth and press a hand right up against her tight, flat stomach. Hmm, nice, firm muscles. She must do a lot of crunches in her off time. When she isn't torturing and killing the poor, cute girls you haven't gotten around to turning into your adorable pets.

You're kind of looking forward to tracking how this girl's athletic figure is going to be utterly ruined. How her body's going to change to a significantly more curvaceous, motherly figure as she starts to pop out baby after baby.

Hee~!

"I'm just letting you know I've decided on what to do with you! After Lupe over here finishes interrogating you? You're going to be the first of my seedbeds!" You cheer. "You've snuffed out a lot of cute girls, haven't you? You get off on taking life, don't you? It's going to be deliciously ironic to see you making more lives in that case~!"

Jun-something's eyes go huge as your words sink into her ears. She struggles in her bonds, kicking and gurgling behind the dirty gag you've got shoved into her mouth. Ah, there's nothing like the feeling of a fearful, utterly panicked girl struggling beneath your hands~! Ooh, the way she's writhing, the sharp tang of despair that's begun to seep from her pores?

It's so… Delicious. Ah, a part of you just wants to get started on those plans right now...

… Nah, you've got other business to attend to. But this is a fun side-project you can work on later~!

"You'll spend the rest of your life giving birth to more cute girls until you've replaced all the girls you murdered. And then some," you coo, stroking Jun-whoever's stomach, right above her womb. Gently, you withdraw your hand, letting your fingers trail through the droplets of nervous sweat that've begun to bead down her body. You pop one of your digits into your mouth and hum. Mmh~! Salty. Not as nice as licking the tears off of her face, but this is a good enough substitute.

Hmm, maybe you should look into a tear-harvesting machine too. Nah, that might be a bit too gauche…

"She's all yours, Lupe," you wave to your adjutant as you strut out the room, sashaying your hips seductively.

"… Ah," Lupe blinks, tilting her head. Her wolf-ears twitch as she furrows her brow. "… You're leaving her aware for me, mistress?"

"I left a few compulsions layered on her so she keeps telling the truth. And she knows she's telling the truth. But she can't help herself from telling the truth. Grill her as much as you want… But leave her relatively intact, okay? I can't turn her into a cute seedbed if you kill her~!" You cheer.

"… Can I break her limbs?" Lupe suddenly asks. You pause.

"Well, a seedbed doesn't need limbs. So go ahead~!"

Besides, you can fix anything Lupe breaks. Probably? Eh, you're not going to stress too much about this girl's fate. It was her own fault for being so uncute.

And with those last words, you leave Lupe with your prisoner and go back to prepping for your first meeting of the week. Because you still have… Ugh, work things to do. Why on earth did you decide to take over this stupid corporation…

Well, it's not too bad. You check your phone, grinning to yourself as you realize exactly what time it is.

Time to go meet the sisters you're working on corrupting. Not the ones who're your maids, the Magical Girl sisters. Yay~!

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You make it to the lobby in time to watch Sveta and Kisha pull up in Kisha's company car. It's a sleek black beast of a machine, fully aerodynamic and probably smarter than the corporate executives you used to employ.

Sveta gets out of the driver's seat, slamming the door shut. You watch as she unloads her sister from the back of the car, tossing the car keys to one of your maids acting as a valet.

You'll say this much about the petite Magical Girl, she's a pretty good sister. She's been driving her sister to work four days a week. To be fair, it's a job she's taken up out of necessity. Kisha's legs are still kind of wonky, and they're still not entirely capable of supporting her weight.

She's making admirable progress though! In fact, Kisha's the one who's wheeling herself into the building today, and with the skimpy outfit she's wearing? Ooh, you can see just how much progress she's making. Mmh. Her legs have bulked up quite a lot, they're definitely more shapely. Those are some nice, creamy thighs and calves she's sporting~!

"Miss Alice!" Kisha cheers as she catches sight of you. Your adorable pet waves gaily. You wave back.

That's when the rest of the maids in the lobby catch sight of Kisha. You blink as they practically rush her, a gaggle of eager catgirls surrounding one of their own.

"Kisha~!" A catgirl mewls.

"We missed you!"

"Hey, Betty, Patty, Kate, Yuri-" Kisha gets out as your cute maids surround her, fussing over her.

"You spend so much time at home, you should come live here with us~!"

"I love your outfit~!"

"We have tea, come on, have a tea party with us before you start work-"

You suppress a smile as you watch your minions fuss over the girl they've accepted into their little group and bundle her off. Probably to go plug Kisha into her cyberjockey suite so she can do some datarunning. That is her job after all. Ah, so cute…

"Ahem," you hear, and you turn to see… Huh. Sveta's stuck around this time. Typically, she'd have driven off by now with a scowl on her face. That's not the case right now though. Instead she's… Still here. In your lobby. Looking expectantly at you.

You raise a hand and wave tentatively. "Hey?"

"… Hey. Look can we… Talk? Privately?" Sveta asks, looking a bit… Sheepish? Embarassed?

Oho? What's this?

"Sure?" You ask, motioning towards a quieter corner of your lobby, near one of the decorative pillars. Sveta follows on your heels as you walk, your heels clicking against the tiled floor.

This is kind of curious, but hey, it's an opportunity to talk one on one with Sveta. You'll take it, you're not one to pass up on opportunities. You did also want to get started on seriously corrupting this girl some more too. There can never be enough cute sets of sisters to sleep with, after all. And this particular pair of sisters is super cute~!

"… I never actually thanked you. For helping Kisha," Sveta says abruptly as you reach the little corner you pointed out.

Well, yeah. She didn't. She kind of got super mad about the whole thing to start with? It was understandable, but still kind of rude, no?

"For helping Kisha?" You ask. Mostly to prod Sveta into speaking properly.

"For giving her a job. And… Whatever medical treatment you're giving her for her legs. We think… She thinks she might be able to take a stab at walking in a week or two. With assistance. So…" Sveta squirms, her face reddening. She looks down at her feet, completely unable to meet your eyes.

You fold your arms over your chest, raising an unimpressed eyebrow. "So?"

"So I'm… I'm willing to admit at this point that I might have been… Wrong about you. Initially," Sveta forces out of her mouth, with an entirely pained look lining her face. With the way her mouth twists? Gosh, it's like she's trying to spit out shards of glass instead of an honest apology.

… This is actually a bit surprising. Huh. You didn't have her pegged as the type to apologize this easily to someone she actively hates. Her love for her sister must outweigh the myriad of misgivings she has about you.

Noted, noted. Something to file away~! Still, it feels like she's got more to say, judging by how antsy she's still looking...

"… I'd say apology accepted, but there's more to this, isn't there?"

"… Look, how much does Kisha owe you? How much do… Do we owe you. Because I honestly… I feel like we owe you a debt now. Within reason. But I really don't like to leave debts unpaid, so…"

And there it is. The prideful, suspicious girl who got creeped out by your maids is looking for the catch to her sister's current situation. You can't really blame her, from an outsider's perspective this whole thing is a bit too good to be true. It really doesn't help that you do have nefarious intentions in mind for this pair as well.

Well, the normies would think it's nefarious, you don't see anything wrong with seducing a pair of sisters into your bed and getting them to sleep with each other. Because you're Alice Takanashi and you're above such petty concerns!

Hmm, hmm. What exactly do you want to say to Sveta in response? This could be a chance to guilt her into doing something she wouldn't otherwise do? Or maybe...

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(75/170 Essence, 55 Regen)