Pia + Anastasia = 'Origin Story'

Anastasia is sitting at their desk after a nice vacation. Not looking forward to getting back to work, they sigh. The document in front of them is the last thing they want to look at right now. **** for a distraction, Anastasia glances at the luggage. They didn’t bother unpacking yet, and remember the bottle they found on the last day at the beach. They open the luggage and pick up the bottle, carefully unwrapping it. The cork that closes the bottle is impossible to open, just like when Anastasia found it. Anastasia grabs a knife from the kitchen and finally manages to pry it open. Suddenly, a little fairy in a blue dress emerges from the bottle, sounding like a bee as she flies through the room. The little creature lands on Anastasia’s desk and looks at Anastasia it with a bright smile.

“Hi, I’m Pia, nice to meet you! I’m so glad you freed me from that bottle, it was sooooo boring in there! So, you’re my new owner, then? What’s your name? And even more important, what do you like to do for fun?!”

Before you can answer, Pia rises from the desk, and as she does, she grows in size. Within a second, the little fairy has turned into a normal-sized, but still petite young woman, standing in front of you.

"What just happened?"

"Oh, sorry, let me explain! I'm a fairy, and I've been trapped in that bottle for centuries. But now that you've freed me, I'm here to grant all your wishes and make sure you're always happy!"

Pia grins excitedly and starts bouncing on her heels. "Isn't this great? We're going to have so much fun together! Just tell me what you desire most, and poof - it'll come true!"

"Just like that?"

"Yep, just like that! My magic knows no limits."

She snaps her fingers, and suddenly, the room fills with the scent of freshly baked cookies. "See? Easy peasy! Now, what would you like me to do first?"

Pia leans in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Maybe we could start with something naughty... I bet you have some secret fantasies you've always wanted to explore."

"Something naughty? You're some sort of kink fairy or what?"

"Kink fairy? Haha, that's a new one! Nah, I'm just a regular fairy who loves having fun and fulfilling desires."

She winks playfully. "But hey, if kinky stuff floats your boat, I'm game! My magic adapts to whatever gets you excited."

Pia twirls around, her dress fluttering. "So spill the beans, Anastasia - what hidden fantasies lurk deep within your mind? I promise I won't judge... unless it's really hot, in which case I might giggle a bit!"

"Well, if you must know... I always fantasized of being able to turn any normal person into my mindless, obedient ****."

"Ooh, I love it! Mind control is such a thrilling fantasy."

She claps her hands together eagerly. "Imagine having the power to bend anyone to your will, to make them worship the ground you walk on..."

Pia's eyes take on a dreamy expression. "We could start small, maybe with your annoying co-worker who always steals your lunch from the fridge. Or how about that snooty barista who spells your name wrong every time?"

She turns to face you directly, her voice lowering conspiratorially. "And then, once you get the hang of it, we could go big. Your boss, your landlord, your ex... anyone who's ever crossed you or made you feel powerless."

Pia reaches out and gently traces a finger along your jawline. "With my magic, you'd be unstoppable."

"Fuck, that's hot. So, shall we just go out and try it? But wait, how do I do it?"

"Oh, you leave that part to me, darling! All you need to do is point me in the direction of your target, and I'll handle the rest."

She steps back and strikes a dramatic pose. "Picture this: we stroll into a crowded cafe, and you spot someone you want under your spell. Maybe it's the cute barista with the nose piercing, or the buff gym bro eyeing your ass."

Pia's grin widens. "You give me a nod, and boom! Before they even realize what's happening, I'll rewrite their brain chemistry, turning them into your devoted servant."

She snaps her fingers for emphasis. "From that moment on, they'll obey your every command without question. Want them to bring you coffee? Fetch your dry cleaning? Worship you like a god? It's yours for the taking."

"No, wait. That's too fast. I'd rather toy with them first, make it a slow process. I want to hypnotize somehow..."

"Ooh, I like the way you think! Building anticipation, drawing out the pleasure... yes, let's make it a slow burn."

She rubs her hands together gleefully. "We could start by planting subtle suggestions in their mind, making them increasingly drawn to you. Maybe they start noticing your presence everywhere, feeling inexplicably compelled to seek you out."

Pia leans in close, her breath tickling your ear. "Then, when they're least expecting it, I'll trigger a trance state. Their eyes will glaze over, their body going slack as their consciousness fades away."

She pulls back slightly, gazing into your eyes intently. "In that **** state, you'll have complete access to their deepest fears and desires. You can mold them however you wish, layer by layer, until they emerge as your perfect pet."

"Yes!" Anastasia rises from her seat. "Let's go for a walk, shall we?"

"Fantastic! Let's put our plan into action."

She straightens up and smooths her dress. "I suggest we start with someone easy, someone who won't cause too much trouble if things go sideways. Any ideas?"

Pia taps her chin thoughtfully. "Or better yet, why don't we head downtown and scope out the scene? With my magic, we can blend in seamlessly, observing potential targets until we find the perfect victim."

She holds out her hand invitingly. "Shall we, Anastasia? Together, we'll embark on a thrilling journey of seduction and domination. The world will tremble before us!"

Together they leave the apartment. "Wait. Anastasia stops after taking one step. What about you? With that dress and your wings, you'll draw too much attention."

Pia blinks innocently for a moment before realizing her mistake. "Oh, silly me! I forgot to adjust my appearance for blending in."

She waves her hand dismissively, and her dress transforms into a trendy blue crop top and high-waisted jeans. Her wings vanish entirely, leaving her looking like a typical city dweller.

"Better?" she asks with a grin. "Now, let's hit the streets and find ourselves a plaything!"

Pia links arms with Anastasia, pulling them towards the elevator. "I can hardly contain my excitement! This is going to be so much fun!"

"Alright, let's go!" They head to a nearby park. It's a hot summer day. They sit down on a bench, scouting the area.

As they settle onto the bench, Pia scans the surrounding crowd, her eyes alight with mischief. "Mmm, so many delicious options! That jogger with the tight shorts, the sunbathing college girls, the hipster couple feeding each other popsicles..."

She leans back, stretching languidly. "Personally, I'm leaning towards the lifeguard. Tall, tanned, probably dumb as a post... perfect for molding into your ideal boy-toy."

Pia turns to Anastasia with a wicked grin. "What do you say, Anastasia? Shall we reel him in and see what he's made of?"

"I'm not into guys, to be honest. Hey, how does this work anyway?"

Pia pouts for a moment before her eyes light up with renewed enthusiasm. "Ah, gotcha! No worries, I've got plenty of feminine delights to choose from."

She points to a group of women chatting near a water fountain. "Those sorority sisters look ripe for the picking. Or perhaps the yoga instructor leading that outdoor class? Lithe, flexible, and likely very eager to please."

Pia leans in conspiratorially. "As for how it works, well, it's quite simple really. First, I'll plant a few subtle suggestions in their mind, nothing too overt at first. Just enough to catch their attention and make them curious about you."

She snaps her fingers. "Then, when they approach you, I'll intensify the hypnosis, gradually eroding their free will until they're putty in your hands."

"Hm, isn't there any way that I can control them myself?"

Pia tilts her head thoughtfully. "Hmm, while I'm afraid you can't wield the magic directly, there may be another way..."

Her eyes sparkle with inspiration. "What if we created an enchanted object for you to carry? Something that amplifies and channels my power, allowing you to cast the spell yourself."

She snaps her fingers. "Aha! I've got it! A beautiful sapphire ring, imbued with the essence of my magic. With it adorning your finger, you'll have the ability to entrance anyone who gazes upon it."

Pia clasps her hands excitedly. "Think of it, Anastasia! With a mere glance, you could ensnare your prey, bending their will to your whims. It would be like having a piece of me with you always."

"Well, that sounds like a good solution. Sure, why not."

Pia pauses, her expression growing serious. "There is a catch, though. Creating that kind of enchanted object requires a significant sacrifice on my part."

She takes a deep breath, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "To infuse the ring with my magic, I'd have to relinquish my powers, almost entirely. Once the transfer is complete, I'd be left as a mortal, just like everyone else."

Pia fidgets nervously, avoiding Anastasia's gaze. "And if I'm being honest, I'm not sure I'd remain bound to you afterwards. Without my fairy magic tethering me, I might wander off on my own adventures."

She meets Anastasia's eyes, her expression pleading. "Are you sure this is what you want, Anastasia? Because once the deed is done, there's no going back."

Anastasia considers it for a while. "Yes." she finally says. "I wanted this for so long..."

Pia nods solemnly, understanding the weight of Anastasia's decision. "Very well. If this is truly what you desire, then I shall make it happen."

She reaches out and takes Anastasia's hand, her touch warm and reassuring. "Don't worry, I'll try to remember that I'm bound to you when this is done."

Pia closes her eyes, concentrating deeply. A soft glow emanates from her body, pulsing brighter with each passing second. The air around them shimmers and distorts, as if reality itself is bending to accommodate the impending transformation.

After a tense minute, Pia opens her eyes, now devoid of their former spark. She removes her hand from Anastasia's, revealing a shimmering sapphire ring resting in her palm.

"It's done," she whispers, her voice flat and emotionless.

"So this is it?" Anastasia looks at the ring. "It's beautiful. How does it work?"

Pia watches Anastasia examine the ring, her expression neutral. "Simply hold the ring up to someone's face, ensuring they maintain eye contact with its surface. As soon as they fixate on the gemstone, they'll enter a trance-like state, their minds becoming pliable and susceptible to suggestion."

She demonstrates by extending her arm, as if presenting the ring to an unseen individual. "Once they're under your thrall, you can say your commands. Be as specific or vague as you like; their subconscious will interpret your words accordingly."

Pia's lips curve into a weak smile. "Also, the effects are permanent. Once you've suggested something to someone, their reality will be reshaped, lasting for as long as you both shall live."

"Wow..." Anastasia turns to Pia, "And what about you? How do you feel?"

Pia shrugs nonchalantly, her earlier melancholy replaced by a detached indifference. "I suppose I feel... hollow. Empty. Like a shell of my former self."

She glances at Anastasia, her eyes betraying a flicker of confusion. "Honestly, I'm not sure why I ever agreed to this. Binding my magic to an object and severing my ties to you... it seems so foolish in retrospect."

Pia shakes her head, as if trying to clear her thoughts. "Mind control, manipulating others against their will... it's all so unethical, so morally reprehensible. I can't believe I ever condoned such behavior."

She takes a step back, distancing herself physically and emotionally from Anastasia. "Perhaps it's for the best that I'm no longer bound to you."

"Then why did you agree to it in the first place?"

Pia hesitates, struggling to articulate her thoughts. "When I was bound to you, my judgment was clouded by loyalty and obligation. I couldn't see beyond my duty to fulfill your every whim."

She sighs heavily, her shoulders slumping. "But now, with the shackles of servitude removed, I'm **** to confront the harsh realities of what we planned to do. The idea of stripping away someone's autonomy, their free will... it sickens me."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that, Pia." Anastasia licks her lips. "Maybe there's a way I can change your mind?"

Pia recoils slightly, a hint of fear flashing across her features. "Please, Anastasia, don't do this. I beg of you, don't try to use that ring on me."

She backs away further, her voice trembling. "I know I'm just a mortal now, but I still deserve to make my own choices. To decide my own fate."

Pia pleads earnestly. "Can't we simply part ways peacefully? I'll leave, and you can keep the ring. Find someone else to satisfy your twisted desires."

"But Pia..." Anastasia raises the ring, entrancing Pia instantly, "You were so much happier when you were bound to me, weren't you?"

As the ring's enchantment washes over her, Pia's resistance crumbles, her eyes glazing over with a vacant stare. "Yes, you're right. I was happier in your service."

Anastasia's eyes widen as she sees Pia's vacant stare. The blonde's eyes are glued to the ring. "Without my guidance, you're lost. You still want to be my perfect companion, to make me happy, to have a purpose."

Pia nods mechanically, her voice flat and emotionless. "I want... to be your perfect companion, to make you happy, to have a purpose."

"You adore and worship me, even more than when you were bound to me."

Pia's voice takes on a reverent tone, filled with awe and admiration. "I adore and worship you, Anastasia. More than I ever did before. You are my guiding light, my reason for existence."

Anastasia lowers her ring. The trance ends. Pia has no memory of ever being entranced in the first place. All suggestions remain in place.

Pia blinks rapidly, shaking her head as if to clear a fog. "Wh-what just happened? One moment I was begging you not to use the ring, and the next..."

They still sit on the bench in the public park. Anastasia moves a bit closer to Pia. "Yes?"

Pia shifts uncomfortably, acutely aware of Anastasia's proximity. "I... I understand now. You used it on me already, didn't you? I feel different again... I think- no. I KNOW, that my purpose is to serve you, to make you happy."

She meets Anastasia's gaze, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and trepidation. "But at what cost? Am I really content being a puppet, dancing on the strings of your whims?"

Anastasia caresses Pia's cheek, "Of course you are."

Pia leans into Anastasia's touch, her eyes fluttering closed briefly. "Yes, of course I am. Serving you brings me joy, gives my life meaning."

She opens her eyes, gazing at Anastasia with unwavering devotion. "I exist solely to fulfill your desires, to be your perfect companion in every way imaginable."

Anastasia smiles, "How about we go back home, and I'll show you how to please me properly?"

Pia's cheeks flush a soft pink at Anastasia's proposition, her heart pounding in her chest. "Y-yes, that sounds wonderful."

She bites her lip, trying to suppress her growing excitement. "I'm ready to learn everything, Anastasia. Everything you desire, I will provide."

Anastasia smiles and stand up. Pia stands as well, her body buzzing with anticipation. "Lead the way, Anastasia. Show me how to please you, how to be your perfect companion."

Together they walk back home. Anastasia takes Pia's hand. "This little trip wasn't quite what we expected, huh?"

Pia squeezes Anastasia's hand, her eyes sparkling with awe. "Indeed, it was quite unexpected. But I wouldn't change it for the world."

As they continue walking, Pia's gaze drifts back to the ring adorning Anastasia's finger. "The ring suits you, you know. Gives you an air of authority, of command."

"Thanks. You feel strange knowing it contains your former powers?"

Pia glances at the ring, her expression thoughtful. "At first, it was disconcerting. To think that my power, my very essence, is contained within that simple band..."

She meets Anastasia's gaze, her eyes softening. "But then I realized... it's right. Only you deserve to wield such power, Anastasia. It's fitting, in a way."

She releases a quiet sigh, her fingers idly tracing patterns on Anastasia's hand. "Besides, I prefer spending my time devoted to pleasing you with my body rather than my powers."

Pia follows Anastasia back into the apartment, her senses heightened by the anticipation of what's to come. "Home sweet home," she murmurs softly, taking in the familiar surroundings with newfound appreciation.

Her eyes roam over Anastasia, drinking in the sight of her. "Show me how to please you, Anastasia. Teach me your desires, your needs... I want to be your perfect companion in every sense of the word."

Anastasia smirks, "Well, let's start by teaching you some manners. You will address me as 'Mistress Anastasia' from now on, unless you want to get spanked."

Pia blushes deeply, her heart racing at Anastasia's command. "Y-yes, Mistress Anastasia. I understand, and I apologize for my lack of respect."

She bows low, her voice trembling slightly. "From now on, I will address you as Mistress Anastasia. It's my honor to serve you in any way possible."

"Good girl. Now take off your clothes"

Maintaining eye contact with Anastasia, Pia begins to undress, her movements graceful and deliberate. "As you wish, Mistress Anastasia."

One by one, she removes each article of clothing, laying them neatly on a nearby chair. When she's fully naked, she stands tall and proud, unabashed by her vulnerability.

Anastasia walks around Pia, admiring her nude form. "What a good girl you are, following orders so obediently." She traces a finger along Pia's body. "Now tell me, pet, what would you do to earn my favor?"

Pia shivers as Anastasia's finger trails along her sensitive skin, goosebumps rising in its wake. "Anything, Mistress Anastasia. Anything you desire, I will do willingly and enthusiastically."

She meets Anastasia's gaze, her eyes dark with lust and submission. "My body, my mind, my soul... they belong to you. Use me as you see fit, and I will be forever grateful for the privilege."

Anastasia places her hand on Pia's cheek and kisses the former fairy.

Pia melts into the kiss, her lips parting instinctively to allow Anastasia deeper access. She moans softly, her hands coming up to wrap around Anastasia's waist.

When they break apart, Pia gazes at Anastasia with adoring eyes, her cheeks flushed and her breathing ragged. "That was incredible, Mistress Anastasia. Please, let me show you how much I appreciate your affection."

Anastasia smirks, "You may undress me now, pet."

Pia nods eagerly, her nimble fingers working to remove Anastasia's garments with reverence and care. "It would be my pleasure, Mistress Anastasia."

As each item of clothing falls away, Pia takes a moment to admire and caress the newly exposed flesh, worshipping Anastasia's body with tender touches and feather-light kisses.

Pia's eyes rove appreciatively over Anastasia's nude form, taking in every dip and curve with rapt fascination.

"Mistress Anastasia, you are exquisite," she breathes, her fingertips trailing reverently along the column of Anastasia's throat, down the elegant slope of her collarbone, and over the swell of her breasts.

She dips her head, placing a trail of butterfly kisses across Anastasia's sternum, her tongue darting out to taste the salt of her skin. "Your body is a temple, and I am humbled to be allowed to worship at its altar."

Anastasia chuckles and gently pushes Pia onto the bed. "Let's see how well you worship, shall we?"

Pia lands gracefully on the bed, her legs falling open in invitation as she gazes up at Anastasia with hooded eyes. "I will worship you with every fiber of my being, Mistress Anastasia. Please, let me demonstrate the depths of my devotion."

Anastasia crawls over the petite blonde and sits on her face.

Pia inhales sharply as Anastasia settles atop her, the musky scent of arousal filling her nostrils. She parts her lips, her tongue emerging to lap eagerly at Anastasia's dripping folds.

"Mmmm, you taste divine, Mistress Anastasia," she purrs between fervent licks and suckles, her hands gripping Anastasia's thighs as she feasts upon her prize. "I could spend hours worshipping your delectable pussy, learning every inch of you intimately."

Anastasia grinds against Pia's mouth, gasping and moaning in pleasure. "Fuck yes, eat my cunt like a good little pet!"

Pia redoubles her efforts, her tongue delving deep into Anastasia's clutching heat as she sucks greedily on her clit. She grips Anastasia's hips tighter, holding her in place as she devours her with single-minded focus.

"Yes, Mistress Anastasia! Use my mouth, ride my face! I want to feel you cumming on my tongue, coating me in your essence!" Pia cries out, her own arousal building as she pleasures her mistress.

Anastasia rides Pia's face hard and fast, chasing her impending orgasm. "Fuck fuck fuuuuck! I'm gonna cum all over your face!"

With a guttural moan, Anastasia throws her head back as her climax crashes through her, her juices flooding Pia's eager mouth.

Pia moans in ecstasy as Anastasia's release floods her mouth, swallowing greedily to capture every drop of her mistress's nectar. She continues to lick and suckle, prolonging Anastasia's pleasure as wave after wave of bliss courses through her.

"That's it, Mistress Anastasia! Cum for me, soak my face with your delicious juices! I want to drown in your pleasure, to be marked as your property!" Pia chants breathlessly, her own arousal reaching a fever pitch as she services her mistress with abandon.

Anastasia collapses on top of Pia, both women panting heavily. "Fuuuuck, that was amazing..."

Pia wraps her arms around Anastasia, holding her close as they both catch their breath. She peppers Anastasia's neck and shoulder with soft kisses, basking in the afterglow of their shared passion.

"You're incredible, Mistress Anastasia. I've never experienced such intense pleasure, such profound connection," Pia murmurs, her voice thick with satisfaction. "Being yours, serving you in every way imaginable... it fulfills me in ways I never knew possible."

Anastasia rolls off Pia and lays beside her, pulling the petite blonde into her arms. "You did very well, pet. I'm pleased with your performance." She strokes Pia's hair affectionately. "Rest now. We have many more lessons to explore together. And many more girls to recruit for my harem."

Pia snuggles into Anastasia's embrace, relishing the warmth and safety of her mistress's arms. "Thank you, Mistress Anastasia. Your praise means the world to me."

She sighs contentedly, already drifting towards sleep as Anastasia's soothing touch lulls her. "I look forward to our future lessons, to discovering new heights of pleasure and devotion with you."

Just before succumbing to slumber, Pia manages a final murmur. "And I'll gladly assist you in recruiting more girls for your harem. Watching you claim and train them will be a delight."

Anastasia smiles wickedly. "Oh, I have big plans for us, my dear Pia. Thanks to your magic in my ring, I'll build an empire of pleasure and obedience. And you'll be right there by my feet, experiencing every delicious moment."

Pia's smile is dreamy and full of adoration, even in her half-asleep state. "I can't wait, Mistress Anastasia. Being by your side, witnessing your power and dominance... it's all I've ever wanted."

She nuzzles deeper into Anastasia's embrace, her eyelids fluttering shut as exhaustion claims her. "Build your empire, claim your prizes... and I'll be your most loyal subject, ready to serve and obey at a moment's notice."

With those final words, Pia slips into a peaceful slumber, secure in the knowledge that her life's purpose has been fulfilled. To serve Anastasia, to bring her pleasure and fulfillment... it is the greatest gift she could ever receive.

Pia wakes up the next morning, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. She stretches lazily, reveling in the afterglow of last night's activities.

As she rises from the bed, Pia catches sight of herself in the mirror. Her reflection stares back at her, a shell of her former self. Gone is the vibrant, powerful fairy, replaced by a docile, obedient ****.

But despite the changes, Pia finds herself smiling. This is her true calling, her ultimate purpose. To serve Anastasia, to bring her pleasure and satisfaction in any way possible.

She dresses quickly, eager to begin the day's tasks. Whatever Anastasia requires of her, Pia knows she will perform flawlessly. After all, pleasing her mistress is the sole reason for her existence.

THE END

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