New Ways to Claim More

“We are all aware you have hit a roadblock in your understanding of things,” said Infera in her new meeting with Delvin, “the trick you used for the first two, and possibly more beyond, might not be viable for your intentional targets, and possibly some of the unintentional ones as well.”

“Then how do you suggest things proceed,” inquired Delvin, “you wouldn’t call for a meeting if you didn’t at least have some ideas of who I could go after to claim next.”

“Your first two sluts have identified two individuals of similar threat to the operations, but they are likely suspicious of your approach of providing something for them to consume.”

“They might be suspicious of me just giving them something; how do you suggest I could get around that?”

“While corrupted forces entering their body is most efficient, I do not believe you have the control for targeted corruption of sounds and smells, but it’s likely you could use those to induce corruption in your targets, but that likely takes more concentration than you are used to at this time. You can also put corruption into items; it’s a tactic sometimes employed by succubi when they want to try increasing their ranks among mortals; some of the higher-ranked succubi, such as myself, can even use their power to craft items made from their own mystical energies to act as an avenue of corruption. The only catch with that approach is that the items we gift can not be removed, at all, and become part of the new demon’s physiology during the early portion of their transition, often times it’s a bit more permanent than that. You aren’t quite bound by the same rules.”

“I suppose if I were to induce an item they regularly touch or wear without their knowledge, that could act as an inducer and catalyst of corruption. It would probably go a bit slower than the other approach though.”

“That’s because the corruption would be working its way into them, as opposed to spreading out within them, but if you can trick them into allowing the corruption on the outside near an entrance to their inner body, then it is likely you could potentially accelerate their corruption.”

“I think I have a few ideas on how to progress with this,” said Delvin.

“Well,” said Inferra, “it looks like the guild will be fully under your thrall in a matter of months.”

“Most likely,” said Delvin, “but the church might come along to ruin the fun before that comes to fruition; I need to gain a level of competent mastery of these new ways of corrupting others over to my side before that happens.”

“True enough, but you’re being careful enough that such an issue should be a minor annoyance at best, for the time being.”

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Delvin decided it was best to just do something to help ease the tensions towards him by Shirona and Marin, he also told Glacia and Armelia to keep up the act. He asked to arrange a meeting with Shirona and Marin, chances were they weren’t going to be overtly hostile with him if they had an audience. It took a few days to arrange, but it happened, the meeting was going to occur; the pair insisted on making happen in the Guild commons, not the inn.

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Shirona was mildly annoyed, there was something off about the guild master, then after returning from a shopping run the guild enforcer had something off about her; both had a common denominator, Delvin Artanus, the innkeeper, and Shirona was trying to make sense of it all. She, and the guild, had known Delvin for years now, and he didn’t seem to be acting all that different either, but there was still something off about the ones that spent an extended period of time with him, and she just couldn’t find any real clues as to why. The two had both been given food made by Delvin, foods he had made in the past that hadn’t had any concerning effects, but just to be safe, she didn’t plan on eating anything recently made by him for the time being.

One good thing had mostly come of this, she was actually going to have a real meeting with him soon, and that would hopefully help her get to the bottom of this mystery. What was off about Delvin wasn’t the same as what was off about Felnira or Razeria, there was something off with their behaviors that she just couldn’t pin down, it was slight and subtle, so it wasn’t any wonder why the rest of the guild didn’t really pick up on it. Delvin on the other hand, what was off about him was that he seemed more attractive like there was some sort of element to him that made him more, there was something about him that was far more alluring that had manifested recently. Maybe she was reading too much into it, but it was almost like those two acting strange was because they were captivated by a charm, one that gave off no presence of magic. The little items she made for both of them that were intended to purge the wearer of such magics were ineffective, so she concluded the charm was nonmagical.

Shirona’s chest wasn’t all that developed compared to the other high-ranking members of the local guild, which she didn’t mind, her average CCC-Cups were within the norm for dwarves, and she didn’t require a larger bust to do her job better, but working at the guild. She had to admit that Felnira and Marin having noticeable busts did help with some diplomacy, especially regarding men and women that leaned that way, but that was all she was willing to admit. She had her well-built muscles and toned ass, and those were all she really needed to do her job better, aside from higher quality tools, but that was more a thing for all crafters. She would be lying if she said she hadn’t fantasized about what her figure would be like if she had taken a different life path, but that was more a thought experiment than anything else.

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Marin couldn’t believe it, the day was finally here, she did her best to keep from letting anyone else know, she was finally going to have an actual meeting with Delvin Artanus. She knew almost exactly what was going on with the guild master and guild enforcer, she had studied up on it almost constantly. The two were victims of demonic corruption, she could practically feel it herself, and it made her tingle with erotic excitement practically all over. Marin had a secret, one she had hidden from the guild during her entire time as an Adventurer, she actually wanted to be dominated by demons and corrupted by their power. As the guild coordinator, Marin was given access to resources she normally wouldn’t, but it also meant she wasn’t permitted to go out in the field anymore barring extreme or extenuating circumstances. She had recently been falling asleep to wet dreams of what it could be like to be corrupted by Artanus, but the magical wards on her bed and around the room kept any demons and the like from getting a chance to peer into her dreams, the wards were a precaution instituted by the guild itself.

All paths led to Artanus, she had tried looking into his history, and she found that his mother had likely been impregnated by a high-ranking demon, or possibly even a devil of some kind, given her noticeable personality shift after the event that resulted in her impregnation with Delvin; Delvin himself had grown up like just about any other child, along with the trials of being a demon-kin, but his hardships were pretty much par for the course in the area. It wasn’t until an unusual demon-kin woman came to visit the inn fairly recently that all these changes started happening, all evidence pointed towards that woman up and leaving a few days later.

Marin didn’t recall when she developed her fascination with demons, or when that had morphed into a fetish over being corrupted by them. What she did know was that she had managed to keep it hidden from the entire guild, she had spent most of her time as an active adventurer moving about ruins and ancient crypts and tombs. And for some reason, most of them pertained to demon worship, not in the way the nation’s history exposited, but something more visceral and intimate, which of course only deepened her desire to be corrupted as well. And now, she was closer than ever to having her forbidden desire realized, she could practically feel and taste it.

Marin was considerably well-endowed, especially for a drake-kin, with a noticeable E-Cup bosom; she found it as detrimental as it was beneficial, seeing as she couldn’t squeeze into most tight spaces without transforming into a smaller creature with her druidic magics. Not being in the field anymore is where she saw their utility shine in negotiations. Most drake-kin tended to cap out at a mid-D-Cup, so her bosom being a bit more than that was a pleasant surprise for some folks.

As a red drake-kin, Marin had a look that was easy to identify. Her scales were actually a vibrant crimson, and it was known she kept herself well-groomed. The power she held from her dragon ancestor was not something to be dismissed, at least that was what was usually said about drake-kin.

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It was close to noon when the meeting commenced, Delvin was a little nervous but held his composure well enough. Shirona was suspicious of a few things around him, and would likely not accept anything was overtly from him. Regardless, with what came later he would get a few answers, and hopefully a pair of new sluts, that thought excited him a little, but he made sure to keep from showing it off just yet. The first to arrive were Shirona and Felnira, the guild master had claimed she had business to attend to after the meeting, so she would be nearby and wait until the meeting time was done. Delvin greeted her as she approached the conference door he stood next to and politely shook her hand, letting out a little of his corruptive energies on the surface of that hand, and giving her a friendly tap on the back, also letting out a bit of his corruption on her back near the base of her neck, as he invited her into the private meeting space. He gave a comment about waiting for the other participant and graciously stated he would be waiting outside the door until she officially arrived.

Two to three minutes later, Marin arrived with Razeria in tow, the orc woman made a gracious bow and said she would be doing her patrol rounds shortly after leaving the inn. Delvin greeted her as he had Shirona, but as he was opening the door she whispered in his ear that she knew what he was doing and offered to have private chat away from Shirona, this surprised Delvin a bit, so much so that he almost forgot about the slight corruption touch to her back as he guided her in and closed the door behind them.