We Need to Talk

Azure

Azure and Alison silently watched the monitors as Levi dominated Ji-Woo, forcing her to trigger her curse. They were equally silent as they saw Sophia's horror and the master finally fleeing the scene.

Alison looked over at the host, who, for once, was as expressionless as her assistant. "I would have expected you to be celebratory," the maid observed.

"Huh?" Azure said, snapping back after barely listening.

"The master finally gave in to his darker impulses and claimed domination over his woman. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Sure, way to go, Levi," Azure sighed, trying and failing to feign enthusiasm.

Alison tilted her head. "Are you doing okay?"

Azure was slightly taken aback, never having heard Alison ask something like that. "I'm fine."

"You watched Ms. Maoulin's DVD, didn't you? Is that the source of your depression?"

"I'm not depressed," Azure sneered.

"If you wish to take a mental health day, you are free to freeze the contestants in time."

"My mental health is fine! I'm not some sniveling wimp like Sylvia."

"I meant no disrespect. Your reaction just felt muted."

"That's rich coming from you," Azure coldly laughed. "I'm fine, and happy to see Levi take his role, but we all knew that it was inevitable with Ji-Woo. It won't be a true victory until he continues that trend with the others. Let's be honest; it's not like Ji-Woo will be around much longer.

"Because of the system you established," Alison pointed out.

Azure ignored her. "It's annoying that Sophia had to ruin it right when it was going well. If he had gone just a bit longer, Ji-Woo would have gained points for giving him catharsis. That girl has too much influence on Levi. I swear, she gives him a little tail, and he's suddenly pussywhipped."

"Wordplay aside, is your aggression towards Ms. Maoulin a way to redirect from what truly bothers you? It's understandable that seeing her as a master would upset you."

"Will you please just get out of my office?"

Alison bowed and walked out without another word. Azure looked back to the monitors, which showed Levi leaning, ashamed, against his tower's entrance.

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Olivia Booker

Morning sunlight streamed through the blinds in Nora and Sophia's room. Olivia groaned and shielded her eyes with a pillow, having taken Sophia's empty bed. Her head throbbed with a dull, insistent ache, and her mouth was dry as sandpaper. "Ugh," she mumbled, shifting and pulling the blanket tighter around her as she felt the consequences of all the drinks she had consumed.

Fragmented memories of the prior night pieced together, returning to her in reverse order. How she and Elena had punched Azure, how she had started a drinking binge with her teacher, after the way her boobs had swelled. How...

Her train of thought broke as she creaked open an eye in realization. It was morning, meaning a new transformation awaited her. Groaning and wanting to get it over with, she sat up, feeling like her head was about to split open. As she went over to a mirror, a part of her was grateful for the hangover as a distraction from whatever she was about to witness.

As she looked at her reflection, it took her a moment to notice anything was different, as she had focused on her body first. But it seemed her form had been spared from alterations this time. Her boobs were still inflated, her muscles thin, and her skin smooth and delicate.

She only realized what had been done when she looked at her face. Rather than being messy and disheveled, as she usually looked when awakening from a hangover, her face was immaculately put together.

Delicate curls framed her eyelashes, enhancing the depth of her gaze. A soft blush kissed her cheeks, giving her a warm, rosy glow. Her lips, adorned with a vibrant yet subtle layer of lipstick, while the carefully applied eyeshadow brought focus to her eyes. Even her hair had been meticulously styled, each curl cascading softly around her shoulders. It was silky smooth to the touch, reminiscent of strands that had been carefully pampered and washed for hours.

Groaning in frustration, Olivia immediately grabbed a nearby hand towel, rinsed it, and tried to smear her makeup. To her lack of surprise, it was entirely unaffected, looking as perfect as ever. It was as if her cosmetics were tattooed on her skin.

The howls of frustration stirred Mrs. Wolf awake. The woman, being too overwhelmed the prior night to get her pajamas, had gone to bed wrapped in the lab coat she had been given. This had filled her night with scientific wet dreams, and her head was nearly bursting with perverted inventions. A powerful urge told her to write them down before she forgot, while the other part of her wanted to maintain some dignity.

Upon hearing another swear, Nora got up and entered the bathroom, to check on Olivia. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Olivia countered, dismissively.

"I see. Uh, you look great by the way," she complimented, assuming Olivia had applied the makeup herself.

"Screw you," Olivia snapped automatically. As she did, she couldn't help but notice that her voice sounded silkier.

Nora raised an eyebrow. "I beg your pardon?"

Olivia massaged her temples, hating how smooth her skin felt. "Sorry, I just meant I didn't mean for this to happen. I woke up this way because of my fucking curse."

Nora looked down at her wolf's tail and considered her own mutation into a canine hybrid. "I'm not sure I would consider waking up with perfect makeup a curse."

'That's not the point,' Olivia thought bitterly to herself.

"Was the perfume also part of this 'curse'?" Nora asked, the sweet scent from Olivia nearly overwhelming her canine sense of smell.

“Perfume?” Olivia asked, noticing the scent for the first time. She lifted her arm and sniffed, her senses awakening to the notes of jasmine and vanilla that radiated from her.

"Are you kidding me?!" she snarled. "I haven't showered in over a day. I should smell like shit! Knowing them, I probably don't even need to bathe anymore."

"That sounds like it would save a lot of time," Mrs. Wolf said, trying to be supportive. "It takes me forever to get going in the morning."

Olivia stormed out of the room. "You don't know anything!"

"Sorry, I was just trying to be optimistic," Nora explained. She then felt a strange sensation wash over her as she watched Olivia drop herself back onto her bed. "But you know, that look can only improve your chances with Levi."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Olivia asked.

"Lipstick stirs the imagination in teenage boys, evoking fantasies of kisses and blowjobs," Mrs. Wolf explained in her best lecture voice, being taken over by her compulsion. "The eye shadow brings attention to your eyes, which are both beautiful and erotic. And the silkiness of your hair will no doubt give him fantasies of running his fingers through it or pulling it, depending on how rough he likes it."

She ran her fingers through her own hair. "You should try flipping it in his presence to draw attention."

Nora blinked in confusion before blushing softly as control returned to her. Olivia rolled her eyes. "I know you had to say it but fuck that."

Mrs. Wolf felt a surge of annoyance at her advice so casually ignored. She knew she shouldn't; after all, she had hated saying it. And yet, her curse filled her with a sense of indignity. 'Unappreciative brat! You were always a lousy student.'

Nora tried to shake this thought, knowing it wasn't hers, but the indignity wouldn't disappear. She began to undress, hoping a shower would calm her down, only to realize part way that there was none.

"Booker, do you know where..." Nora began, Swallowing her irritation at her former student.

"There's only one, public, shower," Olivia interrupted. "You have to do it there so the perverts at home can watch you naked with the others," she laughed bitterly.

'Just what is this place?'

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Levi Summers

Levi sat on a weathered wooden bench outside the castle walls in the courtyard. From his vantage point, he gazed at the lush forest below. It would have been peaceful if it had not been for the mood inside him.

For a single night, he had been able to get away from the familiar feeling of guilt, yet now it was worse than ever. He had totally lost control. The look of terror from Sophia still haunted his mind.

He was so deep in his thoughts that he didn't notice the figure flying above him until it made its presence known.

"Well, if it isn't the self-proclaimed master!" a cocky voice announced

Levi turned to the speaker, only to scream in fear and fall back onto his butt.

A devil loomed above him. Her skin, a deep crimson hue, glistened in the light while her wild white hair cascaded down like a mane, only broken by two horns atop her head. She wore a top that revealed her demonic cleavage and midriff and a skirt so short that Levi could see her lacy black panties. With an air of confidence, she had her hands firmly on her hips, his expression a mix of arrogance and playful superiority.

"Who are you?" Levi trembled.

The figure let out a condescending laugh. "Does my new demonic vestige startle you? It is I, Lauren Peterson!"

Levi took a few moments to process before remembering yesterday's transformation round. "Wait... Kaitlyn?"

Lauren-Two's eyes narrowed. "I'm not Kaitlyn!"

"Sorry, I meant Lauren-Two."

The succubus stomped her foot and roared, eyes flashing. "I SAID I'M LAUREN! NOT LAUREN-TWO!"

"Oh god," Levi whispered.

Lauren-Two cleared her throat to regain her composure. Moments later, her cocky attitude returned.

"Foolish mortal, you must understand that the divine has abandoned this realm," she explained, twirling her clawed hand eloquently. "The time has arrived for a new **** to take command—one that embodies darkness and power. I stand before you, a demonic queen, ready to embrace my rightful place as ruler of this world."

"Oh. Uh, neat," Levi offered.

Lauren-Two licked her lips, looking down at Levi. "But do despair. You'll be happy to know that I have found you a place in my new empire. You see, as part of the... uh... demonic rules... I require a male virgin to be my concubine."

Levi blinked several times, not sure he heard right. Lauren-Two blushed, her persona slipping, before looking away in embarrassment. "I obviously would never want it to be you. I... d-don't even like you. B-But alas, you are the only one who fits that description, so you have ****.

Levi couldn't help but smirk. "Sorry, but I'm not one anymore."

The instant the words left his lips, he realized he had made a dreadful mistake. Lauren-Two halted in her tracks, the red draining from her face as she stared at him, her glowing eyes wide with disbelief and confusion.

"I was joking!" Levi exclaimed. "Ha ha, like a loser like me would ever sleep with someone."

"Who did it?!" Lauren-Two demanded, her voice icy and filled with an underlying menace.

"I... I told you. I was..."

Lauren-Two grabbed Levi by the arm and pulled him to his feet, bringing his face close to hers. "DO NOT LIE TO ME!"

"Hey!" Levi whined, trying to free his arm, but her talons gripped him too strongly. Internally, Kaitlyn tried to make her body let him go, but she was, as always, powerless to control it.

"TELL ME WHO RUINED YOU!" the succubus shrieked.

"Get away from me!" Levi pleaded. "Please!"

"I'm not going to... AAHHH OOOOHHH AAHHHHH!" Lauren-Two's attack was utterly halted as she suddenly began to orgasm. With no semblance of shame, she put a clawed finger between her legs while bringing the other to her chest. Both Lauren-Two and Kaitlyn moaned and shuddered as they allowed the most extraordinary climax of their life wash over them.

"Oh god, not again !" Levi cried as he remembered Kaitlyn's other newest transformation, forcing her to obey any command if the speaker says please or face non-stop orgasm until they comply. "Kaitlyn, are you okay?"

Lauren-Two shuddered as the last traces of the orgasm left her. After a moment, she whispered, "More."

"What?"

Lauren-Two's eyes widened, and a perverted grin exploded onto her face. "Give me MORE!"

She lunged at him, grabbing his hand and pulling it to her chest. Violating Levi's request to be left alone, her loins exploded in release once more.

"YES! YES! OH FUCK YES!" she shrieked, shouting to the heavens. The intense and wild sensation surged through her like wildfire, pushing the boundaries of what she once thought possible. A mere human would have crumpled under such a ****, but those limitations no longer bound her; as a succubus, her capacity for pleasure had expanded exponentially, creating an exquisite tapestry of ecstasy that coursed through her veins.

Levi struggled to escape, but Lauren-Two's grip was tighter than ever. Thinking back to his experiences with Sophia, he tried to think of an order to negate this. But before he could, Lauren-Two pulled him into a kiss. Her forked tongue wound into his mouth, tangling with his own.

And then, without warning, Lauren-Two pushed him away, making him once more fall onto his rear. Sweating and flushing, she looked down at her trembling hands. She then looked at Levi with mock disdain. Or at least she tried to, but she couldn't help herself from squirming from the afterglow of her orgasm. She put her shaking hands back to her hips and spread her legs slightly, trying to ignore how soaked the latter was from her own juices.

"Who... who s-said you c-could touch me y-you p-pervert!"

"You touched me!" Levi countered.

"Sh-shut up!" Lauren-Two snapped, covering her face in mortification. "I... I don't like you... at all!"

The demon unfurled her dark, leathery wings and soared upward, the **** of her ascent whipped through the air and tousling Levi's hair. As he watched her go, he couldn't help but consider that it hadn't been the pleasure that had made her release him but her own dedication to being a tsundere.

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Tomoko Nakaya

“Ow,” Tomoko groaned, blinking against the bright morning light that filtered through the curtains. As she gradually stirred from her sleep, a dull, throbbing pain radiated from her chest. She winced at the sensation, feeling as if they were filled to the brink with pressurized helium.

Curiosity mingled with concern as she sat up before carefully lifting her shirt over her head.

The sweat drenched boobs were definitely bigger. Or rather, they were the same size but stretched to the limit from within, giving an almost taught appearance. Her nipples were fully extended as if being pushed out to make more room.

The sight of his swollen skin made her heart race. Tomoko got to her feet, watching her tits as she did. They maintained their full shape, too full to jiggle from her movements.

She pressed a finger against them, only to wince from the sensation. They utterly distended, tight to the point of discomfort. Each gentle press only amplified the sensation, as if the skin was stretched to its farthest limits, straining against an invisible weight.

Gulping in nervousness and thinking back to how she had lactated after first giving birth, she softly pinched her nipples and tugged, hoping to relieve some of her tension. This only made her squeal, equal parts from pleasure and pain as the liquid inside her refused to budge, the motion only making her more aware of how encouraged her puppies had become.

To make matters worse, she was punished for trying to milk herself rather than allowing someone else to do it, as her transformation dictated. An extra portion of dairy was produced inside her, further expanding her chest.

Unfortunately, the oblivious Tomoko failed to notice this as she tugged several more times, each yielding the same results. It was only after the fifth attempt that she realized how gargantuan her udders had become. Face flushed and body sweaty from discomfort and arousal, she pulled back her shoulders and pressed out her chest to give herself a full view of them.

"This might be a problem."

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Sophia Maoulin

When Sophia finally located Levi, he stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the sky above. He had barely moved a muscle since Lauren-Two had left, lost in the thought of it all.

Sophia took a deep breath to steel her nerves, mentally reviewing everything she had prepared to say. Feeling as ready as she'd ever be, she approached him.

As she drew closer, Levi caught her out of the corner of his eye. They widened in surprise, and he did a double take, momentarily caught off guard. A torrent of emotions flickered across his face—fear, shame, and relief collided within him.

"We need to talk," Sophia offered before Levi could say anything.

Levi brought his palms together and intertwined his fingers. "Sophia, I’m truly sorry."

She rolled her feline eyes. "Well, obviously. But that doesn't change what you did. I thought you were the kind of person who wouldn't exploit our curses like that."

Levi bowed his head in shame. "I'm so sorry about the order I gave you. I wasn't thinking."

It took Sophia a split second to realize what Levi was talking about before remembering what had happened when she had tried to run off. "I'm not talking about my tattoo. I know that was an accident. I'm talking about Ji-Woo. You're acting like the person Azure wants you to be."

Levi was taken aback. "I...oh."

Sophia took a deep breath, trying her best to remember all the words she had prepared. "I was okay with calling you a 'master' because it was just a word. It would lose all its power if we both understood it didn't mean anything. However, you called yourself that and called Ji-Woo 'property.' Am I property, too?"

Levi took a step back. "No! Oh god, no!"

Sophia closed the distance. "Then what is it? Do you think you can be one of those "nice **** owners" or something? Who pretends that they're kind because they reward loyalty?"

Levi shook his head, unable to find the words.

Sophia sighed. "I took the seal in the first place because I assumed you wouldn't try to trigger it. But after seeing you do just that to Ji-Woo, how can I trust you?"

Levi began to tear up. "It was wrong of me! I wasn't thinking. It all just overcame me. I never felt like that before. I was so angry, and I felt like I was watching through the eyes of another person." He brought his eyes to her, as a hopeful thought came to him. "I think someone mind-controlled me."

Sophia groaned in disappointment. "You can't mind control the show's master; it's in the rules. That was rage, pure and simple. Believe me, I get it. I know what it's like to have all your pent-up emotions explode like that. But you still have to take responsibility."

Levi backed down, feeling guilty for trying to find an outside excuse for his actions. "I know. I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me," the catgirl countered. "Ji-Woo's the one you need to talk to."

At this, Sophia saw Levi involuntarily squirm at the suggestion. He half expected him to argue against it, but Levi remained silent. After a few seconds, she continued. "I understand why you hate her, but you and I can't work unless you get your shit together with her."

Levi slowly nodded. "I understand."

"Good," Sophia said decisively. She then took his hand. "I really like you, but the person I saw this morning wasn't the same as last night. I need to know which you are if we're going to make this work."

Once more, Levi silently nodded. Sophia removed her hand and turned her back to him. Levi watched her walk away, tail in full view, before an important thought occurred to him.

"Wait, Sophia, I need to warn you," he called after her. "I saw Katelyn."

Sophia turned, eyes wide. "You saw Lauren-Two?"

"Yes, it's like Azure said; she's turned into some demonic succubus," Levi explained gravely. "I... uh... slipped I wasn't a virgin, and now she wants **** on whoever... you know... did it."

Sophia gulped. "Did you tell her it was me?"

Levi rigorously shook his head. "No, but it's only a matter of time until she finds out."

Sophia inhaled deeply, allowing the cool air to fill her lungs as her thoughts swirled chaotically. Slowly, she arranged her features into an artificial smile, though it didn't reach her eyes.

"Thanks for the warning. I've dealt with enough succubi in games to know they're mid-tier monsters. I doubt Azure will let a contestant get taken out by a non-player, but I'll do what I can to keep myself safe."

"You might be safer with me," Levi offered.

"Thank you, but I'm good," Sophia responded, turning her back and walking towards the castle.

The moment the girl was out of view, her smile faded, replaced with unease. But she was concerned not for her own safety but for the reminder of what Kaitlyn had become.

'I'll just have to save you before you can get to me, Kaitlyn.'

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