Settle the harpy dispute.

"They're actually getting a little out of hand," comes the words of Linzeri nearby. Her arms are crossed, and she's staring specifically at you.

"I see that," you respond. "I'll settle them down."

It may be good fun, but they're getting rambunctious. Not only that, but you do sense some hostility growing. This is the difficulty that comes from housing succubi. What they find fun may prove to be too much for others. They're beings of pure sexuality. Chula, as much as she was having some fun at first, looks frustrated now. She isn't used to being denied and humiliated. In fact, she's the leader of the harpies, so it's quite the opposite. She prefers to be in control.

You walk up between them.

"Oh. Hello down there," Raleza says with a smirk at your erection. She brings a hand up and back through her short purple hair.

"Hi. So, I feel like I need to step in here," you say. "Maybe unlock Chula's collar, okay?"

"No way! We're having way too much fun."

Brizi nods--pigtails bouncing. She wraps her hands tight around the key. "What she said.

"Fava! Can you come here?" you request.

Of course, this Alice-like body is quite similar to how Fava looks, if her actual body wasn't even a foot tall, besides one major difference--the size of her bust--if you don't count the pale, wood-like complexion a doll may have. Her hair is a deep navy blue, and of course, she's as naked as the rest. She seems incredibly excited--giddy even. Not far behind her, Lalarin is still on the ground. "What's up, Kyle?"

"I want you to take that choker off Lala."

"What? But--"

"And put it on someone else."

"Ooh, okay! Thank goodness. Who do you want it put on?"

Mela watches from nearby. "She is so quick to find a new victim," she says to herself.

You point at Raleza. "Her."

The purple-haired succubus points at herself as well. "Me? What's going on?"

"I'm gonna make your day. Brizi, you too, but only if you listen to my commands."

"Mmm." Brizi ponders for a moment, glances to Mistress Dajy, and then looks to you with a nod. "Fine. What is it?"

"Remember the command word, cucumber."

Just as she was trying to stand, Lalarin falls back to her knees and lets out a, "Mmm aahh~!" as the magic hits her again.

Both succubi raise a brow with great interest.

After unlocking the bunny's choker, Fava makes her way back over, and in the meantime, you take Brizi's key and unlock Chula at last.

With excitement, Raleza awaits the magical chains to bind her neck. Though the moment Fava locks it on, you do the exact same thing with the other, binding her to two collars simultaneously. Then, you toss the key all the way across the room.

Mistress Dajy catches it, much to your surprise. You were just getting it as far as possible.

"Wait, what?" Raleza looks down as she touches a hand to her neck to feel both present. The reality hits her suddenly. Her face flushes, her eyes widen, and her heart races. Without anything yet happening, her body floods with pleasure. The anticipation is intense.

Fava cackles. "Ooh, I get it!" Then she tosses the other key as far as she can. Dajy catches that one too.

Brizi leans in close with a terrifying smile. "Hmm. Suddenly, I'm craving a certain vegetable."

"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no," Raleza repeats under her breath, though the smile betrays any distress one may assume.

"... Cucumber," Brizi whispers.

"Aahh!" Raleza falls to her knees, much like RF did earlier. The difference is that no matter how many times the word is said, she won't be able to cum. This is truly the most horrifying combination of magic items you've seen. Only certain people could handle such ****, and it's even concerning for Raleza, a demon who craves it.

"Have fun, you two." Then you turn to the harpies. "Are you--"

Chula is already spread on the ground. Patricia is going absolutely wild between her legs while the other two harpies kneel beside them.

"Ah. You're good I guess."

There's a gentle tap on your shoulder. You turn to see Mela there.

"Excuse me, Kyle," she says. The girl is adorably sexy, standing there completely nude with sheen of water coating her body via steam from the bath, as well as glasses over the bridge of her nose which have nearly fogged up completely. She has pale blue hair which rolls down past her shoulders, and because her real body was one an elf, of course her doll-like body is built the same, though it's paler than the one Fava pilots.

You turn to face her. "What is it, Mela?"

"Ah... You know, it is still strange to hear you say my first name so boldly. N-Not in a bad way, of course. I have grown to feel very close to you."

"You said my name just now, didn't you?"

"Sorry. I know this is the norm, but I am having difficulty formulating my thoughts right now," she says as her eyes occasionally flicker downward. "For ah, reasons."

"Does it feel strange, being in this body?"

"Not at all. I cannot explain it, but I do not feel as if I am possessing another body. I feel everything. To me, I am truly naked before you."

"So how accurately did Fava make that to how your body really was?"

She looks down with a gentle cyan blush to her cheeks. Her hand runs down her figure--modest and slender, like Amara's in many ways. "Far more accurate than I expected. I believe she used portraits from my old home, and she has incredibly intuition with these sorts of things."

"Then come join me in the water. It'll feel nice."

"Y-Yes. I agree. Please, lead the way--Mmm!"

She's taken by surprise when you hold her hand tight. "Sorry."

"No, no. Don't apologize." She smiles bright as the two of you approach the pool.

Behind you, Raleza's moaning screams fill the room. "Aahh, p-please, give me a br--aahhh~!"

"Cucumber," Brizi says with a wide gride. "Cucumber."

"Ooohhh, I c-can't take it! Please!" On her hands and knees, she claws at the polished stone floor until she makes her way towards the wall. She presses her body against it, whimpering is the pleasure fills her body like a balloon unable to pop. Though even from here, you can tell her power is growing immensely, especially in tandem with Brizi. You've given them quite the perfect game to play together.

Mistress Dajy watches from the opposite side of the room and rolls the keys between her fingers. "Impressive," she says, whether or not she thinks you can hear her or not.