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Hours later, you find yourself finalizing your preparations for the evening. You hum, donning your apron and gloves as you open the oven to take out some of the delectable treats you've been preparing. Out comes a tray of piping-hot pizza rolls, bite-sized golden-brown pockets containing homemade tomato sauce, cheese, and delicious cured meat. That tray is followed up by a tray of baked taiyaki, fish-shaped pastries stuffed with an assortment of fillings. Sweet red bean paste, sweet potato, custard, chocolate…!

These trays are swiftly plated, then added to the ever-growing assortment of party food lining the island in your kitchen. Cookies and biscuits of all kinds. Buttery shortbread, jam-filled thumbprints, ginger snaps. Of course you've also got popcorn, for the movies you're planning on airing. Three different varieties; topped with seasalt caramel sauce, traditional butter, or just plain popcorn…

And finally there are the cold plates, that you're keeping in the refrigerator. A few different types of salad, with dressings made to order. Fiber's important to any growing girl's diet. You've also got a fish plate though. Sashimi, lovely marbled farmed salmon, delicate tuna, squishy scallops, sweet shrimp… Oh, and a few colorful sushi rolls to finish things off. You're cooking for a bunch of cute catgirls, after all. Of course you're serving sushi!

And naturally, everything's been imbued with your lovely, corruptive essence. Every last delectable morsel.

Hee. You do enjoy cooking, almost as much as you like kintsugi~! There's something to be said about being able to play hostess or housewife at the drop of a hat. Mmh, you do very much want to pull the 'dinner, bath, or me' routine with one of your loves at some point…

That's when you hear a knock at the door to your suite. Ooh, that must be your guests~!

You pad over to greet them, taking off your apron, then pause as you catch a glimpse of yourself in one of the mirrors…

Out comes your phone as you snap a quick selfie of yourself, modeling the cute underwear you've decided to wear for this event~!

Kyah~! You do look delicious in lace. Your thumbs blur across your phone's screen as you reflexively make to send this particular photo to Kaina...

You catch yourself as the knocking at the door intensifies, growing more insistent.

… No, you'll have to send this selfie later. Kaina's been working again, and you don't want to unnecessarily distract your love. Besides, you kind of want to model this underwear to Kaina in person, just to see how she'll react. She does love watching you model clothing for her. Well, she just likes looking at you in general. Mmh, the memory of her contented face as she takes every inch of your body in with her gorgeous eyes is just…

Maybe you should do the 'dinner, bath, or me' routine with Kaina! You did want to get her out of her depressing apartment, and it'd be nice to welcome her back home. You could welcome her back in your underwear! Or maybe a naked apron!

Hee.

Thump, thump. The knocking on the door turns thunderous. You roll your eyes and sigh.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming!" You yell, jogging towards the door. You press a button, swipe your keycard to unlock the aperture and come face to face with Sveta.

The petite magical girl's in casual clothing. Street clothing, really, a plain t-shirt and jeans. She blanches as she sees your state of dress. Or undress, given that you're in a nice set of lingerie right now.

"… What the hell are you wearing, I thought you said this would be a pajama party!" Sveta blurts out.

"But this is a pajama party?" You tilt your head, acting confused. Well, to be fair, this isn't actually what you'd wear to bed. You actually prefer to sleep nude, without a stitch of clothing on at all. Mostly because you're cuddled around a cute girl after a long night of lovemaking, but that's all beside the point.

"Those aren't-"

And that's when your cute catgirl maids enter the area, dressed in… Well, they're mostly dressed in the same lacy nightgowns you are. They chatter happily among themselves as they file into your suite. Just a group of six of the most lovey-dovey among your maids, adorable kitty couples~! Sveta's eyebrows twitch as she catches sight of your adorable, bouncy minions.

"Kyah, a party with our mistress~!"

"I'm so excited, Xia!"

"Patty, what kind of sims do you think our mistress is going to put on?"

"I don't know – Ooh, is that a sushi plate? I call dibs!"

Ah, so cute~!

"Sis! You made it!"

Sveta turns to face her sister, her movements jerky and robotic. She blinks when she sees how her baby sister's dressed. Kisha's dressed in the same style of nightgown as you are, as your maids are. Flimsy, see-through fabric's all that separates her delicate skin from the harsh elements. The delicate nightie clings to Kisha's figure, draping down the contours of her breasts, flaring around her hips…

Sveta twitches. Her jaw clenches. She actually takes a step back, a whole array of conflicting emotions flitting across her face. Arousal, fear, irritation, deep regret, ooh that's misplaced anger now…

"Sis? You're going to come in, right?" Kisha pleads to her sister who's looking like she's got a foot out the door before the night's even started. "This is the first sleepover I've been able to go to… I wanted to share the evening with you…"

Sveta winces now as Kisha deploys a truly devastating weapon. Her sad kitty eyes. Your adorable minion adopts a truly pitiful expression. Her blue eyes go wide and watery. Her cat ears lie flat on top of her head. She pouts, her lower lip quivering.

The power of the guilt trip, in this case, is too strong for Sveta. The petite girl chokes, hastily averting her gaze. It's too late. Kisha's guilt trip is super effective.

"… Fine. I'll… I'll stick it out. But… But I'm not putting on any of those outfits. Got it?!" Sveta demands irately.

You shrug. "Sure, whatever floats your boat. Come on in already~!"

It's time to get this corruptive girl's night out started~!

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"I love you, and I'll love you until I die, and in the afterlife I'll still love you then," the Magical Girl Saltoria proclaims. The quintessential image of a Magical Girl, dressed in pristine snow-white armor, clenching a staff that brims with pale mana.

"But we can't be together. A Magical Girl and a demon? It's forbidden love…" the Archdemon Lalatiel murmurs, looking down dejectedly. A stereotypical succubus, replete with horns, a ridiculously curvaceous figure, and eyes that burn with infernal power.

You sigh longingly, in time with every other girl curled up on your spacious couch. Ah, forbidden love between two cute girls. What a lovely thing to behold.

It's a shame this movie's objhectively trash. Sins of Saltoria is a series that's the epitome of the trashy, ridiculous romance genre that's infested the markets ever since Magical Girls have become a thing. It's basically a Magical Girl exploitation film that's got everything wrong about Magical Girls and how supernatural elements in the world work. The pacing is awful, the main characters are shallow and derivative…

But hey, it's still a Magical Girl movie. You'd watch it just for that.

Besides, you're really using this as a vector to corrupt Sveta. An actual Magical Girl. So it's the best of both worlds here, really.

You turn your head, taking in how your minions are reacting to this sappy moonlit love confession playing out on your screen. You really chose all the most lovey-dovey couples among your maids, huh? Hands are being held, fingers interlocked. Cute kitty tails wave behind cute girls' butts, twining about one another. Adorable maids press up against their partners, stars in their eyes as they watch this cheesy movie…

Sveta sits off to the side of your couch, knees pulled up to her chest, arms firmly locked around her knees. She's unable to really fixate on anything. Not the movie, not the gratuitous amounts of PDA going on around her…

That's one seriously uncomfortable kitty.

"But I don't know how to be without you! I know I shouldn't want you, my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can't have and wanting what you shouldn't want. But my heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I've ever had!" Saltoria proclaims.

"Oh Saltoria…"

High-pitched squeals of glee erupt all around you as the two girls on the screen kiss, backlit by a gorgeous full moon. Those squeals are cut off as your scantily-clad maids start to kiss, inspired by the romantic scene portrayed in front of them.

Hmm. You're almost reminded right now of your own night-time kisses with Kaina. That time on the beach~! Ooh, you want to do something like this with her now, on top of a building, lit only by the moon…

Off to the side, you watch as Kisha slyly sidles over to her sister, wriggling her butt across your luxurious monstrosity of a couch. Sveta actually flinches as Kisha nestles her head against Sveta's shoulder, curling up right next to her beloved sister.

"They're going to run away together after this. Wouldn't it be nice to do that in real life? To just… Run away, to have a romance that's that forbidden…?" Kisha sighs happily.

Sveta's breathing hitches as her arm becomes trapped between Kisha's cleavage, nestled between her soft breasts. Her pupils dilate, her nostrils flare as she inhales her sister's scent, a sweet perfume that's been laced with pheromones you've specifically prepared for this evening. The smell's so potent you can actually pick it up from where you're sitting, practically on the opposite end of the couch.

The only reason your maids haven't devolved to fucking like kitties in heat right here, on your couch is because those pheromones have been specifically tailored to Sveta. And they're certainly effective~!

The poor girl doesn't even realize how she's caressing her baby sister's thigh, her wandering fingers kneading Kisha's pliable flesh…

Too bad for her, the rest of your maids catch on real quickly.

"Hey, Zara, look at that!" One of your cuties coos, nudging her partner.

"Kyah~! They're being lovey-dovey too, isn't that nice?" Another of your maids whispers to her sister, who emphatically nods.

"Yeah, that's totally adorable Becky~! They're like, the two best sisters like us, huh…?"

Sveta blinks, suddenly realizing the compromising position she's in, and that the maids aren't focused on the movie anymore but on her. And how she's acting. She takes her hand off of Kisha's thigh so fast it's like she's been burned. Kisha pouts, playfully sulking.

"Aw…"

"…" Sveta's eyebrow twitches, her mouth creasing into a light frown. She stares down at her hand with a betrayed expression. It's kind of cute, actually~!

"Alright, that's all the mileage we're getting out of this movie I think. I'm going to get the next one started, anyone want some popcorn?" You announce.

"Ooh, me~!"

"Me, me!"

"Anything you prepared is delicious, mistress~!"

You pass out the bowls of popcorn you'd prepared, then get out the tablet that controls this television. You idly flick through it, pretending to scroll through your movie collection… Because what this is? It's a distraction, so you can keep an eye on how the evening's proceeding. It wouldn't do to have your corruption target get spooked and run off, after all.

… It's also nice to watch your maids eagerly feeding each other popcorn. With their mouths. That last movie's really got their passions inflamed. It might be the aromatic candles you've set out as well? Those provide their own kind of corruptive perfume in the form of rose-scent and a variety of spices. Not enough to the point where it's cloying, just enough corruptive scent to break down some inhibitions and soak panties...

Huh, this is some pretty heavy fondling you're seeing. Your adorable maids have gone from pretending to feed each other popcorn, to just engaging in lewd makeout sessions right on top of your couch. Fingers thread behind lacy nightgowns to cup breasts. One girl mewls as her partner gropes her butt, squeezing her squishy asscheeks.

"Nya~! Zara, more…"

"Mwah, mwah… Sis, I love you…!"

"Oh, Becky… I love you too~!"

"Hey, sis, feed me some popcorn?" Kisha blurts out.

Sveta flinches, quickly turning her gaze away from where all the cute couples are lezzing out on top of your couch. "… Feed yourself."

"Aw, come on sis…" Kisha pouts.

"… Fine, but don't make it… Ugh, whatever…" Sveta pinches a morsel of fluffy white corn between her fingers and offers it to her sister.

Kisha bites the corn right out of her fingers… But doesn't stop there. Sveta shivers as her sister actually starts to suck and lick around her digits, sensually lapping at her hand with her small, pink tongue.

"Okay, no-" Sveta demands, pulling away her hand again and wiping it on the fabric of her pants.

"Boba tea, sis?" Kisha offers Sveta her favorite drink, batting her eyelashes innocently.

"… Sure, fine, whatever just don't do that again…" Sveta's so distracted she doesn't even register that the tea Kisha's offering? It's the remnants of the same tea Kisha was drinking earlier, when the movie was still going. Sveta eagerly purses her lips around the straw, guzzling down those sweet essence-laced tapioca pearls she's grown to love.

"Indirect kiss~!" Kisha whispers to herself, just loud enough for her sister to hear.

"… What?! Wait, this is…" Dawning horror crosses Sveta's face as she realizes exactly what just happened.

And that's what pushes her to her breaking point. You eye this awkward kitten as she gets up. Hmm, it wouldn't do to have her walk out the door…

Much to your relief, Sveta doesn't walk out the door. Instead? She heads towards the kitchen. Specifically, the minibar you've set up, replete with all sorts of alcoholic beverages. You watch, amused, as Sveta snatches up a bottle of vodka and starts chugging right from the bottle.

Yeah, this girl's just… Been pushed to the edge. There's a real stick up her ass, but it's telling that even though she's pretending not to be interested in how lewd and affectionate your maids are being? It's clearly affecting her more than she's letting on.

And she's clearly more comfortable with the sight than she'd like to admit. She hasn't left quite yet, after all~!

Off to the side, Kisha yawns and stretches, the thin fabric of her negilgee stretching over her chest. She flexes her legs, exposing how shapely they are, the low cut of her lacy panties that just barely cover her private bits…

And just like that, Sveta's eyes are back on her sister, glued to her form. You smirk as the girl catches herself, quickly checking to see if anyone caught her in her moment of weakness. Luckily you'd turned your gaze away just before she noticed you eyeing her.

Yep. She's definitely been pushed right up to the edge of what she's comfortable with.

The fact that she's turned to alcohol in order to try and get through the evening, though? That's actually a little troubling. She might decide that's not enough if she's pushed even further, and you're not quite sure how much more corruption she needs to really snap. Push too hard right now, and Sveta might just run for the door.

Hmm...

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PH Corruption: 25/75 (Stage 2)

(55/170 Essence, 55 regen)