Ren vs. Carmen

Ann had gone back to reality. Her tired body was on the verge of collapsing after such a long day of grinding up awful teachers and shitty students. It hadn’t been the end of the school day yet, but Ren had gotten Kamoshida to let her rest on the couch in his office. The poor American gal collapsing in a deep slumber after having her Persona awaken was something Ren knew would happen after his first day in this other world.

He could trust Kamoshida would behave in the real world. Knowing he’d have to look at her and do nothing but think about the power he’d lost was pretty fun. He would have hung around just to grope Ann some more if he had the time…

But Ren had bigger fish to fry.

It was a long shot, never been tested before, but Ren hurried through the halls of the castle once more. Hunting a shadow he’d hoped would appear. The velvet carpets scuffing under his feet as he returned to the cum dump dungeon, to Cognitive Ann’s bedroom, and then further into the throne room. Not finding who he was looking for.

It had been a while since any of the shadows on the floor gave him trouble. With Shadow Kamoshida set as his main persona, he was fairly strong to any uprisings, with added debuffs to them from being a ruler. So many just shied away from his presence, reverting to black globs or just cowering in corners on his approach. And that was before the change, before the whole castle had bent to his will. Now the number of shadows was practically zero, instead replaced by NPCs and the text that went along with them.

Which meant when a pillar of flame erupted in front of him, he knew he’d found what he was looking for.

“Little man.” A womanly voice from the shadows growled, stepping forwards to the light and revealing her full form. Still wielding her two little gremlin creatures on chains, still wearing her long red flamenco dress, and still looking as sexy as when she’d formed about an hour ago. No levels or stats for her, just the same demon design that had appeared behind Ann before. The fire Persona scowling at the Palace’s ruler with vitriol, “What am I still doing here? Where is Ann Takamaki?”

“Carmen, Carmen, Carmen.” Ren smirked confidently, twirling his knife in his hands with utmost happiness, “Oh man, am I glad to see you here.”

She wasn’t as thrilled, confidently strutting towards the boy in the hallway and illuminating her hand with flame, “The Palace Ruler, I take it you wish to fight me? Very well. As per Ann’s wishes, I shall burn this entire facility to the ground. Prepare yours-!”

“Hold on,” Ren put his hand up, stopping the giant red woman’s attack before it formed, “I’m gonna need to grope your tits for about ten minutes first.”

Her hand lowered, the cat-masked face studying Ren briefly before taking a long drag from the cigarette in her mouth. There was a tension, this was untested territory after all, but Ren sighed in relief as the smoke exhaled from the shadow’s mouth with a simple: “Fine.”

Carmen stood quite taller than Ren, needing to get down on her knees in order to let him even reach her bosoms. But the size of the woman didn’t stop how soft and pliable her breasts were, nor did her unique biology stop how warm her chest felt. Ren’s hands getting easily into her dress and taking advantage of the shadow’s hospitality to squeeze and stretch the scarlet skinned sacks of flesh with utmost happiness. “Now tell me, why am I allowed to do this?”

Her bright gold eyes flashed, “My, what games do we play now, my young beau? I am Ann, Ann is me. If you are allowed to touch her breasts then you are allowed to touch mine as well. Though your request only lasts another six and a half minutes, so prepare yourself for battle after tha-hah-at.”

Ren couldn’t help but smirk, “Did you just gasp in pleasure?”

“Yes.” She replied bluntly. “I am still a creature, so I can still-”

“Say no more,” His hands quickly picked up the pace, really digging into the intense breast that laid ahead. Carmen couldn’t help but feel excited by it, especially when a certain thick prick began to poke its head out. Ann’s preferences for larger cocks was shared by her Persona, and so imagining herself with Ren was becoming more and more thrilling for the monster.

Though her excitement was lessened when Ren’s mask burned away and Shadow Kamoshida was summoned once more.

“Ugh, I feel the intense hatred for that thing that Ann feels.” Shadow Kamoshida sulked by Carmen’s words, “Do you plan on fighting me with that thing? I will take great joy in ripping its head from its shoulders.”

Ren was still focusing on making Carmen’s tits clap together, “Yeah something like that… hey normally, a shadow wishes to fight on their preferred battlefield, do they not?”

“Yes. Normally a shadow will prefer a battlefield suited to their abilities.” Shadow Kamoshida nodded.

An annoyed huff emitted from the Persona he was groping, blowing smoke in Ren’s face, “Is that not just common sense, human? I doubt a painter would enjoy the battle of pie cooking. We shadows have preferences, but they do not always align with what reality offers.”

“Sure but, well, you seem like a woman of high taste. Lagging those lackeys around.” Ren gestured to the two heart shaped creatures that Carmen had on leashes, one sniveling on the ground, the other she was currently sitting on for more comfort. “So dominant of you, we probably share similar tastes, not to mention Ann’s love of sadism towards Kamoshida. I’d have said that normally your preferred battlefield is that of the bedroom.”

“You are right.” Carmen again replied casually.

“So how about we do it?” Ren smirked while wiggling his hips at her, “You want what Ann wants, so if you win I’ll let you live here and **** Shadow Kamoshida all you want. If I win, then you join my group of Personas. What do you say?”

“It seems you take me for a fool.”

Ren blinked, genuinely not expecting such a response from the shadow that he was groping so eagerly. “Uh, no?”

“Don’t lie. You truly are trying to pull wool over my eyes,” She scowled, grabbing his top and draggin him upwards until his head was at her standing height. His back hit the wall with his feet dangling in the air, kinda worrying that his entire career was about to end from this one Persona. Carmen took another drag before blowing smoke at Ren’s frowning face, “That deal does not benefit me enough. If you are asking me to risk lifelong servitude, then I want your eternity on the line as well.”

The way Carmen gestured to her little heart-faced minions seemed to indicate enough what she meant.

But all Ren was thinking was ‘got her’,

“Sure, I can agree to your terms.” Ren nodded, shaking her free hand before being let back down to the ground, “A battle for sexual domination. Where would you like it to take place?”

The persona considered it, “Well, I suppose a bed wo-”

RIIIIIIP!

In an instant, Ren had torn the red flowery dress from Carmen’s front. Exposing her entire chest and stomach area easily, her massive tits jiggling free “I don’t care what you think. Now kneel before me.”

It was a battle that had already begun, and Carmen had realized it a second too late. Grumbling but accepting Ren’s point advantage to get down on her knees.

But Carmen wasn't going to let Ren have the upper hand that easily. She wasn't bothered at all by the exposure of her breasts as they swayed and rolled gently, clapping and rebounding off of each other. She even introduced new motion to their show with the arm she used to extend one finger to Ren's groin, a small but intense cone of flame dancing upon the tip.

With a number of flicks and swipes of that phantom heat, the crotch of his outfit was abruptly cut away and his pulsing meatstaff swung forward to put on a swaying show at least as arresting as Carmen's incredible bosom.

"Mmm… impressive, creature. You'd shame even an Orobas, those equine demons who do so love to dance about with their beastial cocks out…"

Ren blinked at the strange reference, mentally shuddering at the picture it evoked. He hadn't fought any Shadows like that during his infiltration of this place. But he remembered Kamoshida's absurd monstrous boss form and he knew he needed to manage his expectations about the weirdness involved in a dream world built on the collective Id of humanity.

Hell, look what freaky shit was going on in goody Ann's imagination with Carmen's incredible extraness.

Case in point: the spirit's Valentine Box headed boytoys were currently leaning in close at her sides, little gloves hands perched on her shoulders as they coyly watched their mistress's interaction with Ren's dick.

He just played it cool which was pretty easy to do with her on her knees and his epic erection in her face. "Uh huh. Why don't you show me what good little girls aren't supposed to do with dangerous delinquents like me?"

Carmen's glowing golden cateyes glinted with mischief behind her black mask as she took Ren's challenge in stride. With a flick of her wrist, small trails of fire magic appeared, tracing patterns of heat and sizzle over the length of his thick, 13-inch member. Ren's breath hitched as the sensation intensified, but he held steady, watching Carmen with a mixture of awe and excitement.

After taking her cigarette between two delicate fingers, she took Ren's throbbing member in her mouth, her jaw unhinged impossibly wide, and her mouth seemed to stretch and distort in ways that defied human anatomy. Personas were clearly not bound by the physical limitations of the mortal plane as Carmen casually imbibed a good portion of his length without strain.

Ren was on tenterhooks at the intimate nearness of those sharp cat-like fangs to his member.

The combination of the heat and the wetness of her mouth was almost too much for Ren to handle, and he had to grip onto Carmen's hair to keep from collapsing under the intense sensations. The Valentine Box boys gasped and giggled in awe at Carmen's display, but she paid them no mind. Her entire focus was on Ren, on pleasing him and bringing him to the brink of ecstasy. She bobbed her head up and down, taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth, until he was crying out in pleasure.

It occurred to Ren that he may have bitten more than he could chew. It seemed that the various girls and select number of adult women he’d managed to bed in his relatively brief sexual life had not prepared him for a spiritual manifestation of the very idea of ‘femme fatale’.

With only a few casual swallows and some playful slurps, Carmen had taken a full three/fourths of his shaft into her throat before releasing it, leaving his cock hanging there, twitching slightly from lack of stimulation. The sight was mesmerizing, almost hypnotic—and certainly made it hard for Ren to focus on anything else. The large woman took the pause to take another hit of smoke, smirking at him knowingly with her glowing yellow eyes.

“What’s the matter little human? Never had anyone take all your meat down into their mouth before?” Carmen purred, blowing smoke at his twitching cock and making Ren grumble. “All this size with such little experience. And here I thought I was going to get a real fight.” Once more taking her time to latch onto Ren’s cock and wriggle it down her gullet. The battle wasn’t over yet, but it wasn’t going to be as easy as Ren thought either.

She did this repeatedly, alternating between taking him deep or sucking lightly, teasing him relentlessly. Each time she released him, he could feel himself growing harder inside her warm mouth. And when she finally went for it, Ren nearly jumped from his skin as she began bobbing up and down his rigid pole, moaning softly around him.

Her inhuman throat was so warm and silky, yet her tongue had a level of prickliness to match her feline appearance that tickled and toyed with his cock. It was a very strange balance of perfect wet onahole mixed with scratchy teasing that was making it more and more difficult for Ren to hold on. Only saved by her releasing his cock again and again to let his hormones overwhelm his mind in want and need.

“I suppose I’ve had my fun.” Carmen said suddenly, flicking Ren’s twitching cock as he groaned, “Your turn to prove yourself to me through cunnilingus… unless of course, you’d like to relinquish the win to me already?” Her hands cupped her breasts, being very delicate in their movements to showcase their softness. “I’ll make it worth your while. You’ll submit to my chest, but be granted such a wondrous release of your seed all over me. Then you’ll be mine, and I can have you submit over and over and over…”

Admittedly, Ren was almost tempted. Her chest looked so inviting to his bare and oversized cock. A spirit of rebellion was not one to be taken lightly, nor were they easily dominated. He wanted to fuck her tits so bad, but admitting defeat was not an option…

“Come on, what is your choice, handsome…?”

A flash of confusion seemed to pass over Carmen’s face. Like her words that fell from her mouth were estranged, and not quite hers. Ren’s mind and will returned to him, knowing exactly the reason why she’d called him that. It meant Ann thought he was handsome.

“Yeah, I’ll take a titfuck,” He said, grabbing the scarlet orbs and slapping them over his cock, “But I’m not submitting. This battle’s going to have to last two weeks before I think of giving in to you.”

The shaggy haired man humped into Carmen’s chest, feeling the warmth of her magnificent breasts all over his thick penis. The cushiony feel on either side of his intense hardness was enough to feel lost in. After so many edgings, his balls felt so ready to unload they were beginning to ache. But Ren had to swing the tide back in his favor, even as she kept her minxy smile on him.

“A Persona like you… probably has a lot of secrets to her body, eh?” He said through gritted teeth and continued humping. She lowered an eyebrow, wondering where he was going with this, “You may look tough, but I know you normally have nipples as sensitive as clits, right?”

The change was pretty instant. Carmen’s gasp inwards at the sudden intense pleasure her breasts were feeling caused her cigarette to burn away almost entirely. Yellow cat eyes were wide behind the mask, though she was holding it in there was a clear shift in how she was holding herself.

“S-so what?” She mumbled, taken aback to why she’d agreed to do this, “I… I just… ohhh…”

The **** on her nipples ramped up considerably, with Ren taking focus on the large pink areolas and rolling them between his palms/fingers. She’d clearly already lost herself a little in the sudden pleasures, rolling her eyes back and bending her spine more to let Ren’s meat thrust wildly between her tits. The stimulation hammered her massive body, with his hands not giving up for an instant with the advantage he had.

Her two new clits felt amazing being stretched, pinched, rolled, and manipulated. All enhanced by his girth stimulating her breasts so much, his passions wild and maddening, his lusts so rigid in their intensity that it had taken the dominatrix woman completely off guard. Moaning far more than she ever thought she would.

In the real world, Ann was tossing and turning in her sleep. Crossing her legs, pinching her nipples, and getting oh so very wet from the shared stimulation. Kamoshida could only watch and think about how she dreamt of his better son, feeling shame and envy powering his boner while working on paperwork.

Ren had poured everything he could into it. The attack of Carmen’s chest was a risky move but with how her body shuddered he knew he had to just go for it.

His cock had held out as long as he could, and with one final thrust he slammed his whole weight upwards. Pulling on her nipples and pushing his cock up into her open moaning mouth.

It was a photo finish that neither could determine, since to an outside viewer it looked like they orgasmed at the same time.

“OOHHHHH!”/“FFGRAHHHH!”

Ren roared, unloading a huge jet burst of cum right into the unsuspecting mouth top of Carmen. Filling her mouth with his seed at such a strange angle that it swirled over her tongue and teeth and coated her mouth before being **** down her gullet. The second blast of cum missed her mouth, instead shooting up and under her mask before splattering back down to cover her pink breasts. White showing up so prominently on her skin that Ren wished it could stay there forever.

Not that Carmen cared, her tit clits were forcing her to spasm in her own orgasm. Her persona pussy clenched and spasmed, squirting blazing hot pussy juice onto her ruined panties, The large woman’s spine was bent so far back as her mouth filled with seed, gulping back the wonderful taste of thick manly yogurt with reckless abandon, practically suckling him for more by the fourth blast of semen into her mouth.

They panted, spent and sweaty, staring at each other with thick prick meat laid to rest between a crimson canyon.

“Your tit pussy is nice,” Ren grunted, dropping the soft sacks and letting them slap back against Carmen’s chest. “But don’t go getting cocky thinking you’ve won. After how you moaned from having your tits fucked, I don’t think you can say that you’re dominating me at all.”

The inhuman woman said nothing, instead taking another hit from her cigarette while wiping some of the chest cum with the back of her hand. Then, after letting out the smoke, she began licking the back of her hand like the cat type person she was.

In the real world Ann was dreaming of standing in an ocean in Hawaii, with salty ice cream bathing her tongue and a really handsome man standing with her. The rippling waves against her legs, helping to explain how wet and sticky her crotch was currently.

“Hmm, such abrasive rudeness. I wonder if you’d even make a good whipping boy?” Carmen cooed, standing up in place before ripping the last of her dress away, “Let’s test out your ability to worship me properly.” The hugely tall woman had amazing curves, birthing hips wide with a very thin waist that Ren wanted to expand with his spawn. Her booty, that had been covered by a lot of dress, was now open viewing, and boy what a view. The rump was so firm that it defied physics, squishy crimson cheeks that chewed on her g-string and begged for attention just by standing there.

A rose thorn whip was wrapped around Ren’s neck as he was distracted by her form. Carmen dragged him quickly to her, wrapping her thighs around his face and falling back to land her rear on the crouching form of one of her minions. Ren was surrounded by thick meaty leg, with his nose pressing tightly against fiery snatch. He could barely do anything, worried that he’d be unable to add normality commands, but that was only if he couldn’t lick this bitch into submission.

“Hmmm, good, your tongue isn’t just for talking big…” She chuckled, though the way she shimmied on her seat showed that Ren’s tongue was perhaps doing better work than Carmen wanted to admit.

Her pussy was hot and wet, but tasting so sweet at the same time. Ren could imagine Ann’s pussy would taste similar, and from that imagined how good it will be when he can have both Ann and Carmen begging for his cum.

More and more he licked, lapping up every juice she provided him in such a powerful rhythm that the cat was mewling in pleasure far quicker than she thought she would. Ren’s hands found her rear, at first just squishing her cheeks to bring her closer to his licks, but then daring to jam his middle finger up her asshole. Why a demon needed one, he had yet to figure out, but it had the same effect of instant moans that a human would let out. The internal teasing on both ends making Carmen melt at his touch.

“Hmm, a c-cock of an Orobas and a tongue of a Hablerie… are you sure you’re a human?”

Perhaps it was the recent orgasm that was making her weaker, but Carmen was beginning to lose herself to the lapping pleasures. So much so that she absentmindedly reached down to grasp her overly sensitive nipples.

And as soon as she did, Ren pinched her clitoris HARD.

The three clits all pinched at the same time caused Carmen’s nervous system to overload. Her core exploded in pleasure, bending her spine and moaning out from the sudden unexpected orgasm ripping through her.

In the confusion and ensuing flood, Ren shoved her body as hard as he could. Her crimson form fell from her seat with her back landing against the gaudy carpet, though she was too busy climaxing to register fully.

Just enough time for Ren to line himself up.

“W…wait…” She moaned, feeling his girthy head against her still spasming membrane. “My… body…”

“Will be mine.”

There was something in those golden eyes of hers, those lips that quirked up ever so slightly that made him pause as he slid the head of his cock up and down her slit. "Mmmm... Come and get me, mortal... why do you hesitate?" She grinned, displaying her fangs as she fixed him with a sultry, daring look, her shapely hips rising into the air and wiggling enticingly against his glans.

Once again he wondered about her behavior, how much of her reactions had been real or part of her game.

Of course, it wasn't as if he didn't have his own supernatural assets to draw on. Shadow Kamoshida was still hovering nearby, as diminutive and pathetic as Carmen's own heart-headed twin servants.

Ren leaned in, pressing at the Persona's enormous thighs, opening them like butterflies, "You may think you have control over your own desires and impulses, but in reality, you are just a reflection of Ann's unbridled fantasies. Normally your womanhood is pure, untainted, and yearning for the touch of a man who knows how to take charge. So let me lead the way and make you feel like the submissive goddess you were meant to be."

He pushed forward.

To say Carmen was underprepared for his thickness would be an understatement.

The words he’d told her had just kicked into effect as his cock split her new Ann-pussy apart. Her demon body squirming as the sudden stretching of her cunt made her soul feel incredibly full from just first insertion. “NngaaHHH!!!” Carmen gasped out, dropping her cigarette from her mouth and clutching the carpet.

Thankfully Shadow Kamoshida’s cognition hadn’t affected her pussy into the same barbie doll syndrome as Cognitive Ann. Instead, Carmen just had the inner workings of the blonde though with the same level of wetness that had been present previously. The sudden mystical lack of experience was evident in those wide open glowing golden eyes as she stared down through her canyon of cleavage as Ren’s shaft worked in and out of the gripping, dripping embrace of her spiritual quim.

Carmen’s pussy was hot, like a snug wet oven for Ren to fill with his dick. The blood leaking from her newly formed hymen getting lost among the rest of the red. Her mouth was still letting out a long groan from initial insertion, trying to accommodate the raw thick meat that was sending so many tingles throughout her body. “Human… what did-AH~! AHHHH!!!” Ren wasn’t allowing her to try and figure it out, if she had enough cognizance to talk she’d had enough time to think, so it was time to change that raw dog style. His hands wrapped tightly around her stomach as he began pistoning his hips back and forth into her. “W-WAIT! TH-THAT’S TOO MMMMMMM~AHHHH~!!!”

Her pleas for rest were easily ignored. A fact that the demon would feel guilty to admit excited her deeply. Carmen’s snatch felt amazing and was clenching around it’s new best friend eagerly, forcing her insides to contort and contract tighter and tighter as Ren humped into her over and over again.

Back on the couch, Ann herself was sleep-masturbating now, unable to stop her own feelings from coming through as Ren’s cock psychically slammed up into her. Drooling, moaning, and lewdly pumping two fingers into her stimulated pussy without a care in the world. With Kamoshida **** to stare at his paperwork and just listen to her shlicks, boner so achingly hard, but no permission from his king to touch it.

Carmen felt like she was melting. She tried to fight back, to defy the thundering quakes that rocked her core, but it was just a struggle to sit up without falling back down in pleasure.

“You’re weak, because Ann is weak,” Ren growled, still putting his full weight into every thrust. Scraping along her insides while slapping his nuts against her rear. “Give in, let me guide both of you into the true blooming rose…” Mockingly, he ripped a rose from her tattered vine dress and gave it a sniff, all while his hips acted almost independently to fuck her pussy hard.

"Mmm... mmmm..." Carmen moaned, whimpering softly under Ren's relentless pounding. She couldn't deny that she wanted this. Wanted him inside of her, dominating her. She didn't want to resist anymore, mewling in response.

Her existence as Ann’s will of rebellion had been as long as the first time the baby Ann had refused to suckle her mother’s teat, but as a physical being Carmen had only been alive a day. She’d wanted to prove that she could always be there to support her human, but right now this monster cock was making her feel like a failure in all the best ways. Perhaps Ann’s own rebellion was always destined to fail to a real man like this, and Carmen was just proving the inevitable that Ren was the master that the half-American loner craved.

That thought alone made her clench around Ren's shaft, milking him for everything he could give her. "Y-Yes... I'm yours," she whispered breathlessly, gasping as Ren suddenly pulled out of her with a loud slurp, leaving her twitching and empty.

Her gremlin followers were going crazy behind them, scrambling around like panicked cats, scratching and wailing at their master’s falling will.

“Oi, shut up.” Ren hissed back at them, “Anyone watching me fuck normally gets way too aroused to do anything but keep quiet and stroke themselves silly. Right, Cuckoshida?”

The floating shadow just nodded quietly at the new nickname. Already he’d ruined his tight underwear by letting his cum out from just watching Ren conquer, mirroring the gym teacher in the real world. Watching the two heart headed shadows rip their tiny trousers off to begin masturbating towards Carmen’s fall. His aching cock began to harden once more at Ren’s amazing ability, weakening his resolve to do anything but run a finger over his tight white underwear.

It was a dreamlike world that saw Ren thrust. He was buried deep inside a personification of a young woman’s rebellion against the unreasonable constraints of polite society, a creature that existed only in the Metaverse. He gripped her heavenly soft and fleshy hips as he pushed his pelvis forward, slowly, inexorably as the motion of an ancient glacier steadily forcing the walls of that demonic pussy wide around his cock. Inch after inch slid into the imaginary expression of Ann’s deepest desires.

In the real world, the blonde was sleepily reacting much to Kamoshida’s chagrin given his orders to ignore and not look. In her fitful slumber she’d twisted around and bodily embraced one of the pillows upon the couch, her hips moving of their own accord. The Shujin Academy plaid skirt was flipped back, exposing her red tight stretchy tights and the black lace thong panties underneath.

Every thrust in the Metaverse saw an equal reaction in the real world. Her hips bucked and writhed on the couch, her breathing growing more shallow and ragged with each passing moment. In her dreams, she was fully consumed by the personification of her own rebellion. As if she could see and feel Carmen getting fucked, but not being able to register it amongst the flood of emotions her dreams drowned her thoughts it.

In the ethereal world of his palace with its hundreds of Shadows going about their distinctly demarcated lives as NPC’s within the expansive structure that was the Town of Conquest. Carmen wiggled her hips again, arching her back as the shaft ground within her. Her eyes were lidded and her mouth open in a blissful smile, dark pink tinting her lavender cheeks. "More.."

In her dreams, Ann felt intimately connected to Carmen, feeling the spirit's every movement as Ren's incredible size thrust into her. Ann's body responded, growing more and more erect with each passing moment. She hugged her pillow tightly, feeling the need to be held close as the pleasure became too much to bear.

Despite the distance between them, Ann's hips moved in time with Carmen's, her body responding to the pleasure that was being shared between them. As Ren continued to thrust with abandon, Ann's senses became completely overwhelmed, and she couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure in her sleep. As the intensity between Ren and Carmen grew, Ann's movements became more pronounced. Her hips lifted and lowered, grinding against an invisible partner. Her fingers clutched at the cushions, twisting and turning as if trying to hold on to something.

Ren was in a similar condition. His own passion and lust overwhelming, his thrusts had lost that perfect double-time tempo, and now he drove into her with staccato, disjointed motions. He fought to hold back his climax, perfectly and intimately aware of the need to hold his own and defeat this phantom of lust and desire.

“Cum for me, SLUT!” he cried and he buried himself to the hilt with a bone-jarring thrust and he saw white as a sudden storm of hot, thick seed blasted against the spirit’s ephemeral cervix, reaching past to paint the walls of her womb even as the runoff drenched her slick, spasming inner walls.

Ann squeaked in her sleep and twitched even as her beyond excited and stimulated vagina sprayed, deeply soaking both her panties and her tights. Even as the sensations began to fade, Ann's hips continued to move, a physical manifestation of the connection she felt to Carmen and the pleasure they shared.

Ann’s perfect booty swayed and bounced on the sofa in the gym-coach’s office as Ren pumped his thick and copious seed inside of Carmen.

In her dreams, Ann was imagining herself eating a whole two dozen donuts and feeling like she had never felt so stuffed before. Yet also desire for more still filled her soul. Subconsciously touching her belly at the emptiness that was there… not knowing that Carmen’s now-human pussy was going to make her belly swell much like her dreams.

Carmen was spent, defeated, and blissful. Each pump of Ren’s seed just managing to satiate her eternal desires even more. The pure unbridled man in front of her a beacon of truth for the demon.

In the real world, Ann’s brain soaked up the thick white essence of Ren that was invading Carmen’s cunny in an unending deluge.

Ann's face twisted in a mixture of pleasure and pain as the change swept over her. Her body convulsed as her brain was flooded with new thoughts and ideas, each one reshaping her beliefs and values.

Her mind was a sponge, soaking up Ren’s character. Every lobe, every wrinkle in her brain absorbed the deluge of white.

Ann’s eyes widened with realization and her beautiful sleeping face contorted with ecstasy and determination. Her body on the couch tensed and pulsed as the true, soul-deep transformation took hold.

It wasn’t just her libdio that suddenly aligned with Ren’s, she now saw the world through his eyes and agreed with his methods. Without doubt, she wanted to join his… Rebellion against corrupt authority and fight injustice. It was such an awful place, full of billionaires burning the planet, corporations focused on profits, and politicians that cared only about themselves. They needed to feel the heel on their heads that they’d placed on the world, and Ren was the one to step on them. Her Rebirth was complete and she was ready to stand by Ren’s side and take on the world.

Carmen’s weak hands could do nothing to stop him, reaching down and grabbing her mask. There was no resistance, no tearing, just as simple as picking glasses off of the ground, Ren took the Persona’s mask from her face. Revealing her full gasping face, the slight cat-like features and large tomato red blush spread along the bridge of her nose.

“What are you?”

“I am yours, Ren Amamiya. My new Master.” said Carmen, and she couldn’t help but smile at his smirk. Placing her mask on his own and watching it burn away into his soul.