Shantae wakes up... again? Wait a second...

*THWACK*

“Ga~Mmmnmmm!” Risky’s voice was cut off by the blindingly fast-whipping hair that had been launched around her face, notably, her mouth; a mouth that was being gagged by said half-genie’s hair.

The girl’s reaction time was truly astonishing; it goes to show why the genie is a constant threat to whatever scheme happens to brew itself beneath her nose. If the situation were different Risky would offer a sarcastic form of praise regarding just how swiftly Shantae can act when the moment requires it, but now was unquestionably not the time for any of their typical back-and-forth antics.

So far, their win-to-loss ratio has been leaning more on Shantae’s side than Risky would like to admit, and taking a loss here after she got a taste of true unmeasurable power... would hurt much more than usual. Typically when the bratty half-genie decides to butt in and “save the day,” it is always just before Risky has had her chance at securing her position of power/victory. Very rarely did the girl ruin her plans AFTER she had already won. Simply being, once her goal comes to fruition, there wouldn’t be much the genie could do.

Heh~ one of the occasions Shantae wasn’t able to stop her, she managed to have a devious possessed genie partner to add to her ranks. Oh-ho~ yes~ cute little Shantae was much better as an obedient minion than the constant foil she stood to be.

Regardless, losing after securing her victory always hurt more. And Risky wasn’t about to let the little brat best her yet again, not before she had her chance to get her much-needed **** on the girl. She pulled against Shantae’s grasp on her, but the slim genie’s figure always held a surprising deal of strength; it must be some magic thing. Because despite her efforts, Shantae managed to pull her forward. Which (due to her towel falling off her curvy purple-skinned figure along with the newly found added weight of her huge, sexy breasts) ended with her stumbling right atop the half-genie to the surprise of both of them.

They collided, and both went tumbling down, letting out their own respective “Oofs~”

The two were both **** into dealing with an odd set of emotions, given their predicament. Shantae held a clear, flush look on her face, one she tried to mask behind one serious glare, while Risky had to bite her bottom lip to hold back any excessive hormone-filled thoughts that would do nothing but cloud her mind during this important scuffle.

Holy fuck~ Why is this brat so freaking hot? Being this close... It's too distracting. The way her bronze skin reflected the dim light off her curves... her sizable tits mashed against Risk’s much larger pair in a way that just had her mouth water at the sight...

How had she failed to appreciate the perfect body Shantae was strutting every time they encountered each other?

Risky blinked as a curve-toed boot slammed against the side of her face; well, she did much more than blink since there was literally a foot pushing her own cheek over her eyes while a hand was attempting to remove...

The ring!

The purple hair wrapped around her face had loosened and dropped down during their collision, meaning she was free to open her mouth and say, “You are- Ahhccclk!!”

She was knocked clean in the face by Shantae’s foot, and while the sudden attack did cause a series of stars to cloud her vision, she had the mental fortitude to clench her fist at the feeling of someone frantically attempting to remove the ring from her finger.

“Let go-” Shantae muttered under her breath while Risky regained her sense of clarity.

Risky noticed that the half-genie was so focused on forcing the finger off her that she might not notice a whisper through the confusion.

“You’MMmmgmgnnn ~” Oh course Shantae was always one gosh darn step ahead; right as Risky opened her mouth, the genie whipped her head around to lash her hair out and picked up the towel that had fallen to the ground, swiftly using it to jam directly between the pirate queen’s lips.

Damn it!

The taste of bathwater is only sexy when it’s someone else’s, particularly when she’s watching someone else drink it. She had absolutely zero interest in the taste of her own naked body through this towel, but, more importantly, she had zero interest in letting Shantae take her ring!

Shantae **** Risky’s clenched fist open and began to pry the ring off her finger. Both women were dealing with copious levels of adrenaline. Risky, because this ring was the sole factor granting her complete domination over all of existence. And Shantae, because she knew that this ring was the sole factor granting her nemesis complete domination over all of existence...

So no biggie~ right?

Wrong. Hence why both women were acting on more instinct than anything else. And Risky was about to spit the towel out and make another attempt at using the ring.

But she paused as an idea flashed through her crooked mind.

Shantae appeared to be multitasking; she was keeping her down while also keeping an eye on her while trying to remove the ring. But if Risky were to wait until Shantae’s full focus was on the ring...

She watched with an intense eye as Shantae struggled to remove the ring. The girl was muttering under her breath as the ring gradually slipped from Risky’s hold, and right as it was about to reach the tip of her finger...

Risky spat out the towel before opening her mouth, and with Shantae so close to removing the ring, she whipped her head around and sent her hair flying towards the pirate’s mouth a second too late. As the ring began to fall off her finger, Risky spoke the quickest sentence she had ever uttered in her life.

Shantae released a mighty and unintentionally cute yawn as she stretched her back and arms while rising from her bed. Her head arched to the left, then did the same to the right; she casually hummed to herself and let her eyes wander out her circular window.

It was another sunny day out, and despite feeling tired as a beast, she wasn’t the type to sleep in... well, except for the days that she does...

This could be one of those days... she has to meet with Sky, yes.. but... she could afford to sleep in for just one more hour and still make it on time. There just wouldn’t be time to linger around the square and...

“I am the queen of this pathetic place!”

Shantae sighed; she couldn’t afford to sleep in, given how often Queen Risky attacks Scuttl-

Wait-

She frowned and swung her legs off the bed. A hand causally rose up to scratch at the back-left side of her exposed stomach, and she sat in place for a few moments. Queen Risk...

What. The...

...

..well actually what was off about that? Risky IS the queen of Scuttle Town, and...

“Nnghnn...” Shantae moaned as she brought a hand to stroke her head. A soft pulse passed through her mind. It was like some kind of mental slap- like something in her consciousness was trying to convey something but...

Dang it- maybe she should get more sleep.

Heck, Sky wouldn’t want her help if she’s suffering from a literal migraine.

Letting out another sigh, Shantae fell backwards onto the bed and shut her eyes. She stayed like that for a prolonged moment as she simply let her chest rise and fall to the tune of her breathing. Her mind wandered off to the quiet world of nothing..

Hopefully, long breaths would help stow away-

“Shantae is going to come to my castle and perform her daily sexy dance for me in thirty minutes from now.”

Her eyes bolted open.

During her quiet bout of nothingness, she heard something. Something incredibly quiet and practically unnoticeable, almost as if only less than half of her was able to detect it.

It sounded like a voice, a soft echo.. a familiar echo- If she had to guess it was the voice of Queen Risky, but-

“Oh! And my ship is now the grand, expensive, shiny, pristine castle that is perched lavishly for all of this stupid town to see~”

Shantae quite literally jumped up. On her feet, she bolted throughout her room to scavenge her clothing.

She had heard it again; this time, she was for sure that the voice was of Queen Risky. But how and...

There it was again... the simple thought of Queen Risky caused her head to twitch...

Something’s going on here, and Queen Ris-

Shantae paused and listened closely to the odd thumping in the back of her head... it sounded like some extremely faint portion of her consciousness telling her... what? Snap out of it?

No, no she’s hearing things... like the voice of Queen Risk-

...there is the voice again... what is it saying?

Open her eyes...

What the heck!? Her eyes are open! Is she dreaming?

*SLAP*

Okay~ Okayyy~

Shantae staggered back from the mirror and shook her head. This isn’t a dream. But whatever is going on, Queen Risky has...

That freaking voice..

Okay, Risky... Ris... Hmmm...

She didn’t feel a faint twitch when she mentally viewed the pesky pirate as just Risky... But when she thought of Queen Risk-

“Ughmmmm...” Shantae furrowed her brow and stroked the side of her head. “Okay, okay. Queen Risky... bad?” She said to herself in the mirror, and... didn’t feel anything in the form of a response, so she added, “But... Risky is the queen of Scuttle Town... right?”

...

....

..nothing...

Shantae frowned and thought...

Queen Risky.

She felt nothing.

Risky.

Again, nothing.

“Crap!” She exhaled a loud complaint to herself. “Don’t go quiet! What was wrong? What were you trying to tell me!? I’m listening!”

Nothing.

No pang. Twitch. Thump...

It was like her consciousness had nothing to say...

Dang it-

What if there’s some kind of magic spell going on, and she’s only partly immune to it since she’s a half-genie... and that second half is only barely immune since that voice is freaking quiet. Did whatever part of her lose out against the magic?

“No no no no!” She slumped her arms down to the table and stared into her own eyes. “Okay! Okay! I heard open my eyes.. I heard... uh... snap out of it.. snap out of what? Am I under a spell? Did my other half fall under it too!? Give me something!!”

Staring at her reflection provided her nothing, and eventually, she was left with nothing but her own determination to figure out what was going on. Scuttle Town is under her protection, and if anything is afoot, she’s going to stomp it out. Firstly she should confront Queen Risky. Despite her personally not wanting to get anywhere near a casual talk with the villainess, she is the queen of Scuttle Town and...

Wait.. queen...

Every time she thought of Risky as being a queen, she felt a pulse... but when she thought of Risky on her own, without the queen title... she didn’t feel anything.

Whatever was happening had to do with Risky and her being queen... is she not really the queen? N.. no way... but... maybe?

Okay, she needs to confront Risky... Queen Risky?

Shantae shook her head and practically ripped off her white nightgown as she rushed to put on her clothes. As she rushed, her mind raced over the possibilities that would cause her magic half to actively resist something before eventually succumbing itself. The thought that she was trying to be warned of something, and that very thing warning her suddenly grew cold, was freaking scary.

Something could be very wrong, and she just isn’t able to see it!

But as her mind raced, she ultimately failed to notice the soft whispers in her head saying.

“Shantae- hell, everyone in Scuttle Town wears cum-soaked panties as their form of underwear. They cum all over their panties the night before and let it sit until the morning.”

Shantae pulled her pink panties up her leg and squirmed slightly at the sticky and very uncomfortable feeling of her cum pressing its sticky moistness against her crotch.

Wait-

She paused.

There it is again, a quiet voice. Great! It’s not gone! That part of her is still able to fight through whatever magic, charm, spell, or whatever is afoot.

Okay, but what did it say? Was there something wrong?

She glanced down at her crotch. The cum-soaked pantie was practically glued to her crotched from the sheer amount of cum she left soaking on it and displayed the distinct shape of her pussy, but that was to be expected. It was filled with cum; after all, she prepared it last light.

Whatever. There couldn’t be anything too odd about her panties; maybe there was some other oddity that she missed, and she needs to “open her eyes” to see it.

Pffft~

That’s implying she’s walking around blind or something.

She fixed on her red bra top and shuffled her harem pants up to cover her cum-coated crotch. There was no time to bother checking herself before the mirror, so she ran straight for the door and didn’t even notice the words “Property of Risky Boots” painted cleanly on her ass.

Shantae ran right out of her house, even leaving the front door open in her wake as her feet carried her into Scuttle Town. Queen Risky’s castle stood proud, clear as day. It was stationed at the docks and loomed over Scuttle Town with a ghastly aura. For a very brief second, she felt an odd tang at the sight of it, though that is how she generally felt towards the idea of that crook owning a castle that loomed over this town in the first place. And the pang was so soft compared to the one she felt while dressing that it was probably nothing.

“Every woman in Scuttle Town wears bras that match my own. And every woman varies from being either hot to incredibly sexy.”

Wait- Did she just hear something?

Shantae blinked and glanced around at her surroundings. She was in the heart of the city, on the quickest path to Queen Risky’s castle, but it was important for her to make sure this spell wasn’t affecting the people here. She’s the only one capable of resisting magic, and yet... she doesn’t notice anything off here, and everyone walking about didn’t add oddly or surprised by anything... Honestly, they just appeared grumpy due to having to be up so early.

Suddenly she glanced down to see if the effect had changed herself instead of anyone else.

No.. no she’s fine.. the same, really. Her bra-top was in that v-shaped skull that held her breasts up like a corset and dived very deep to display a deep show of cleavage. It was red to match her own outfit, unlike Risky’s purple, but that was what she..

Her mind twitched.

“What...” Shantae muttered. “What is it?”

Was she getting close to the cause of the problem? Her bra? No, that was what she always wore; heck, every female mingling around her wore the same kind of top in differing colors. None of the women appeared to mind, and being the person who is half immune to this magic, she would be able to detect if her own clothing changed while she was running.

Okay, she might be getting paranoid here. Who is to say whatever magic may be around is even affecting the town? Her magic half could be spazzing every time something strange happens, regardless of what it is that happens or to what extent.

“Excuse me, ma’am!” Shantae approached a woman who was setting up her food cart. The woman had her back and shapely round ass poised towards Shantae as she was shuffling with something behind the cart.

With a clear groan, she leaned up and placed her hands on her slim waist as she stretched her back. “Eh?.. Ah~ can' ya see I ain't open yet?"

“Uh.. ye-yes sorry,” Shantae muttered as she eyed the woman wearing a Risky-themed bra top that left her midriff exposed, with an emphasis on presenting her breasts. Of course she was wearing that, it would be weird if there was a woman in town not wearing one of those. “I was just wondering if you noticed anything odd... anything? Anything weird?”

The shopkeeper woman single presented Shantae with a deadpan look that shared no information other than the clear disinterest she is holding towards this conversation. After a sigh, she said, “I ain’t see nothin’ but ta cute girl botherin’ meh before I even be open.”

“Right.. right..” Shantae blinked. “Um.. okay, thanks.” She muttered a swift dismissal and continued to sprint towards Queen Risky’s castle.

There was no point in asking the regular town’s folk for assistance here, especially if it is a magic-level threat. Honestly, only Sky-

“Screw it- Everyone in this town is a sexy as fuck woman.”

Oh no!

Shantae mentally slapped herself.

She was thinking too loud to hear Queen Risky’s voice saying... well, she isn’t sure what Queen Risky said- but whatever happened, there must’ve been another use of magic since her head is throbbing again.

Alright, she has no time to wander around and ask people who can’t even realize what’s wrong. Only Sky, Aunt Mimic, and Bolo could be trusted to hear her out and actively attempt to help, but right now, stomping Queen Risky out of whatever scheme she has is the first course of action. Then maybe after she can get help on finding a way to reverse... whatever it is Queen Risky has been doing.

She ignored the soft voice in her head. It was saying stuff like, “Open your eyes!” “Look around!” “Everything is wrong!”

But each attempt her consciousness made at trying to say things that would distract her from her current goal, it got quieter and quieter until the point where even her conscious had nothing to say.

Good. Just telling her that something is wrong won’t actively help her.

Shantae finally made it in front of the massive gates standing before Queen Risky’s castle.

“Alright.” She said and clenched her fists. “Time to end this Risky.”