Small talk... and a surprise

For the next few minutes, Anne and Jen made some small-talk while Tar'oth decided on a plan of action. She can't make too much of a racket or it may attract someone's attention, and using magic when Jen was alert and watching isn't a choice.

Finally, after finishing off the drinks, Tar'oth decided on the surprise approch. It worked on Anne, so it should work on Jen as well.

"...so I said, 'What do you mean, you got bitten by a bookworm? We're very careful not to let those parasites get into our collections.' and she goes, 'I don't mean THOSE bookworms, I'm talking about Amanda Fisher!'" Jen babbled on one of the things that happened to her during her shift.

Tar'oth-Anne laughed lightly as expected, but then sobered up. "Actually, Jen... There's something I wanted to show you."

Blinking, Jen could 'feel' the seriousness from the question and calmed down. "What is it Anne? Is Adam bothering you again?"

Tar'oth sorted through Anne's memories and remembered that Adam is an old boyfriend of Anne's, and often bossed her around before she broke off the relationship. He still bothered her once in a while, and Jen would try to help Anne out by keeping him distracted or even lie for her.

Shaking her head, Tar'oth-Anne said, "No, that's not it. I was cleaning up some of the old tomes in the back when one of them suddenly opened and sprayed dust all over the place and on me. At first, I thought it was someone's prank and cleaned it up, but when I got back to my room and took a shower... Well..." she placed her arms on Jen's shoulder lightly and continued, "Something happened."

Jen glanced down at the arms and then to Anne's face. "'Something' happened?" She asked.

Anne nodded and said, "It... I... I can't say it. Just take off my top, and you'll see." The line of fur from her back to her sex was neatly covered by a side slip that connects to the top of her trousers. With the clip, the top will fall backwards and leave her breasts and shoulders out in the open, where the leather of what used to be her wings will be out in the open.

As Jen's arms reached towards the opening in her top to take it off, Tar'oth-Anne mentally started a spell - A fairly simple stun spell that would only last a few seconds, but that's all she should need. Anne's hands slowly tightened their grips as though she was afraid of showing Jen what was 'wrong'.

Jen easily opened the button that held the top together and when she slowly pushed it aside to reveal a pair of leather bound breast, Tar'oth-Anne made her move.

Taking advantage of the shock, Tar'oth-Anne said, "See?" And dove in, her crimson lips and red slitted eyes were the last thing Jen saw before Tar'oth-Anne kissed her fully in the lips; a full lip-lock that lasted thirty seconds while Tar'oth-Anne watched Jen's pupils shrink to pinpricks - a sign that the spell had knocked her senseless - before releasing the kiss to look at Jen.

Her face was extremely pale as her mind was knocked senseless from Tar'oth-Anne's magic, but her open lips were glowing the same shade of red from the demonic woman's lips. The brightness was slowly fading away, showing the spell's duration was also slowly ending.

Smiling wickedly, Tar'oth-Anne shoved Jen onto her leather covered breasts; Jen's slightly open mouth landing right on the nipple and seemingly sucking on reflex. Tar'oth-Anne moaned as the piece of leather shivered across her breast and shoulders, bringing her to a quick orgasm that sealed the fate of Jen.

The leather seemed to become liquid as Jen's mouth reached through the leather to touch Anne's nipples and start playng with it. Tar'oth-Anne moaned - quietly, mind you, as she's experienced greater and higher amounts of pleasure with her former body - as she looked down to see Jen's head covered, from her ears forwards. by what used to be her leathery wings. As she came again, Tar'oth-Anne slowly pushed Jen's face backwards; the leather over her breast seemingly streching like rubber before snapping and pushing Tar'oth-Anne over the edge once again.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Tar'oth-Anne looked at Jen's face to find a shiney black leather mask that looked very much like the leather from her breast covering everything from the ears to the nose; leaving only two holes to breath from. Still feeling sucking from her nipples, she glanced down to see Jen's face imprinted over her left breast; the mouth around her nipples and pupil-less eyes wide open above it - both a shiny black that seems to have a life of its own.

Looking back at Jen, she willed the blackness to disappear from the face and watched as the leather became like a liquid and soaked into her eyes/nose/mouth/ears - leaving a blank-eyed Jen with pupils of pure black, lips colored black, and awaiting for commands.

With a small mental thought, Jen's eyes focused on Tar'oth-Anne and she said, "Yes Mistress.", showing a black tongue covered with a leathery substance and taking off her clothes so she can be inspected.

Tar'oth-Anne lightly brushed the face of Jen on her breast which brough a shiver from both herself and the helpless drone. "Looks like I trapped her soul completely..." She muttered to herself happily, finding out the new powers of her body. "This should please my Mistress well..." She idly pushed her trousers down and played with her now furry sex as she thought of her possible reward, when suddenly Jen was there, licking it with her leather tongue.