Unwelcome Answers

Rosalind stopped in front of the misfit boys, as Coltia began to slowly walk circles around them.

“Well boys~ Aren’t you glad to see a familiar face? I’m sure that you’ve been getting very… very familiar with her~”

The boys stopped following Coltia with their eyes and looked at Rosalind. Rosalind looked back at them. They looked ****, as if they were pleading for Rosalind to save them. Rosalind returned their looks with a hard glare. She felt little sympathy for them, even in their pitiable state. She only felt rage and hatred towards them. They were the ones that put Rosalind in this mess. They were the ones that ruined everything. They were unforgivable. Coltia seemed to read Rosalind’s expression, then continued speaking to the boys.

“You’ve all been very uncooperative with my questions so far~ How rude~ But I understand, you don’t want to talk about the journal just yet. Well, how about we talk about what you’ve been doing while possessing our friend here~”

Coltia gestured to Rosalind, who stood there, continuing to stare down the captured criminals. Her jaw was tight as she kept her mouth firmly shut. She felt like if she opened it, she might just let her emotions flood out in the form of viscous vitriol. Earnest’s mind had to prepare itself to hear what the misfit boys had been doing to Rosalind this whole time.

Coltia stopped her slow circling in front of Ricard and untied the cloth gag around his mouth.

“So, Ricard the rascal, leader of the misfit boys of Knottori village… what did you do to Rosalind?”

Ricard looked at Coltia, meeting her eyes. He looked like he was trying to figure her out, to read his opponent’s moves and gain control of the situation. His expression turned into a cocky smirk as he responded.

“You’re a fine adversary, I’ll give you that. Ya know it’s been hard bein’ the only clever one around these parts. It’s refreshin’ to meet such a mind, one with a body that ain’t hard to look at neither. I’m willin’ to talk, but not under such uncomfortable conditions.”

Ricard moved his tied arms and legs to illustrate his point.

“Maybe we’ll be more inclined for friendly conversation in a friendlier settin’. So how about we get outta these ropes an’ we can all just sit around a table and talk this out. I think you’ll find us more interestin’ than ya thought.”

Coltia seemed to find humor in Ricard’s proposal as she smiled in disbelief.

“Well~ Of all things I expected you to say, that wasn’t one of them~ Unfortunately you didn’t answer my question, so I think a little punishment is in order~”

The cocky grin instantly disappeared from Ricard’s face as it was replaced with anger.

“Fuck you ya insane bitch.”

Coltia met Ricard’s **** glare with a bemused look and a raised eyebrow.

“Bad boy~ I think you need more than a little punishment now~”

Coltia pointed her wand towards Ricard’s mouth, which was full of gritted teeth. He looked like he was going to throw out another insult, but his lips seemed to be pulled together, then stuck to each other. His expression changed to panic as his lips slowly disappeared into his mouth, turning into a thin seam that eventually disappeared. From the nose down to his chin, there was only smooth skin.

Rosalind stared at the strange, unnerving sight. There was a reason that dark magic was banned. Ricard started to struggle, as he tried to move his jaw to open his nonexistent mouth, but the movements only emphasized the strange smooth patch of skin that covered his lower face. It stretched and moved as he maneuvered his jaw around. He tried to puff his cheeks out, again failing to do anything meaningful, then tried to yell. His vocal cords evidently still functioned as a muffled groan sound was made with the air escaping from his nose.

Thomlin and Barnabas turned to look at their leader, catching sight of the side of his face, minus a mouth. Both of them looked horrified by the sight. Coltia watched with an amused look on her face.

“Still so noisy~ As much as I’d love to play with you boys all day, Rosalind wants answers, so I’m going to have to get a little rough okay~?”

Coltia took up her wand again, this time pointing it at Ricard’s nose. He looked back at the wand before understanding what was about to happen. He tried to turn his face away to avoid it, but it was too late. Rosalind could see that Ricard’s nostrils were growing smaller, just like his lips had done. Ricard took a **** inhale of air before he was cut off. His nostrils had disappeared, leaving the same strange looking smoothness on the underside of his nose.

Rosalind’s eyes widened as she watched. Ricard began to panic for his life, desperately thrashing his arms around in an attempt to free his arms. Rosalind looked over at Coltia with a deeply concerned expression. She had such a beautiful face, but it had a sinister, sadistic grin across it. She was even giggling to herself as she watched Ricard struggle.

Rosalind didn’t know what to do. She was considering asking Coltia to stop, but she was honestly terrifying right now. Something inside of Earnest’s mind told him not to say a word to her right now. As each second passed and Ricard’s struggle continued, Rosalind grew more and more concerned that Coltia was going to kill Ricard. Right before Rosalind was going to yell for her to stop, Coltia flicked her wand towards Ricard’s face and his natural features returned. He started gasping and heaving, pulling in and pushing out as much air as possible, coughing and wheezing as he did so.

Everyone just watched Ricard panting on the ground. Rosalind and the two other misfit boys were still processing what had just happened. It was as if a dream had suddenly taken a sudden turn into an awful nightmare, but in the waking world. What Coltia did to Ricard… it was not only terrifying, but also surreal and incomprehensible which made it so much worse.

Ricard’s breathing had somewhat settled into a rhythm of fast and deep breaths. Coltia broke the silence and addressed her victim.

“Well that was fun, now wasn’t it~? I think you’ll be answering my question now~ Unless you want to play more~?”

Ricard looked up at Coltia with absolute fear in his eyes. He couldn’t utter a word, but he forcefully nodded his head.

“Ah~ Thanks for your cooperation~ I knew that we would see eye to eye eventually~ It looks like you’re still catching your breath~ So why don’t I start with another member first~?”

Coltia moved around to Thomlin and removed the cloth gag from his mouth. He made no moves to resist as he looked at Coltia as if she was a ten foot tall bloodthirsty monster. She posed her question to Thomlin, who hesitantly started answering.

He was slow at first, not really knowing where to start, but he eventually began the story when the misfit boys challenged Rosalind to a spicy food contest. Barnabas had finished learning how to draw the circle not too long ago, and Ricard made them test if by having Barnabas possess Thomlin. With its success, Ricard planned on using the contest as a way of messing around with Rosalind’s body. At the start, it was a novelty, like playing with a new toy, but as time went on it became much more.

Thomlin recounted his time in Rosalind’s body, lazily taking naps in the daytime and heavily drinking in the evenings. While listening to this, Earnest’s mind was confirming what it already knew and filling in the gaps with what was missing. From what Thomlin said, it seemed like he didn’t do too much else during his turns.

Coltia moved on to Barnabas. He was terrified and could barely speak, stumbling and tripping over his words before they could fully form. After a minute, Coltia grew tired of this and pointed her wand at his head. Barnabas had a facial expression like his life was ending as tried to take a deep breath, but nothing happened to him. His face was still normal, and Coltia commanded him to start again. He did as he was told, and was surprised to find that he was able to speak completely flawlessly. He didn’t have much time to think about it as Coltia reminded him to get a move on.

Barnabas had used Rosalind’s body mainly for its magic abilities. Barnabas himself hated his low magic capacity, and decided to put the magic he had learned only in theory into practice with her capable body. Rosalind chimed in and asked if it was Barnabas that Earnest met in the bakery. Barnabas confirmed this and ended his turn to speak by expressing his regret. He said he only wanted to read interesting books, he never wanted to hurt anyone. Earnest’s mind probably had the most forgiveness for Barnabas. He seemed like he was somewhat **** into doing it, but still, he was the one who drew the possession spell magic pattern every single time. He could have done the right thing at many points, but failed at every single one.

Lastly Coltia returned to Ricard who had fully recovered at this point. Coltia posed the question to Ricard once more. It almost sounded like Coltia wanted Ricard to disobey her again so that she could try another tortuous punishment, but Ricard had enough. He began to answer clearly without any playing around.

Ricard went into much more detail than the other two, describing how he felt when he controlled Rosalind’s powerful body. He told everyone about his dreams to become a great commander and strategist, and how it was hindered by his own lack of discipline resulting in a weak body. He felt like the possession spell would enable him to reach his dream, and began to formulate plans to make it happen with the body of Rosalind. He wasn’t planning things out all the time though, in fact there was plenty of idle time.

Ricard was the most amorous of the three boys, having hit on nearly every girl near his age in the village. All of them rejected him, as his reputation was awful. When he was given the opportunity to explore a female body, he had no resistance to the idea. After Ricard started, it didn’t stop, in fact it escalated. Whenever it was his turn in Rosalind’s body, he would make sure to make the most of it by extracting as much pleasure as possible from it. He was the one who trained her increased sensitivity and the reason that she was so constantly turned on. Ricard even outed his fellow misfit boys, saying that they omitted the parts of their stories where they pleasured themselves as Rosalind too.

The results of Rosalind’s sensitivity training were impossible to ignore for Thomlin and Barnabas, and during their turns they gave into temptation as well. All three of their desires and lusts were poured into Rosalind in turns, creating an unnaturally high libido the equivalent of three young men. While listening to this, Earnest’s mind was conscious of the heat that was still churning within Rosalind’s body. His mind was receiving signals from Rosalind’s body, signals from the hardening of her nipples and the dampening between her legs that formed while listening to Ricard describe her body’s sexual training.

His mind fed tumultuous emotions to Rosalind’s body that mixed with its heat. She wanted to punch each of the misfit boys straight on the jaw and see teeth go flying. She wanted to plant her heel and kick them in between the legs as hard as she could and watch them curl up and whimper. But there was also another impulsive desire within. Perhaps it was the storm of hormones coursing through Rosalind’s head, but Earnest’s mind was distracted by the ideas of Rosalind desperately pleasuring herself. As Ricard went into detail about what he did to Rosalind, about how he trained her body to experience heightened pleasure, Earnest’s mind kept imagining her in these situations, and getting excited from these thoughts.

Ricard described finding Rosalind’s erogenous zones and sensitive spots all over and within her body. He described teasing and pulling at her nipples and keeping her on the edge of orgasm to train their sensitivity. He described Rosalind experimenting with a vibrating magic tool, and discreetly keeping it inside her as she went out in public. The feeling of it stirring up her inside as she had to maintain a calm exterior and the guilty pleasure that it brought. He described using the wooden sword as a sex toy to pound her body deeper than her fingers could reach. He described combining it with the vibrating magic tool to press it against the entrance of her womb, sending vibrations through it and unlocking a whole new sensation. He described training this too, developing her cervix into an erogenous zone that would create mind shattering orgasms that shook her to the core.

By the time Ricard finished speaking, a strange energy hung in the air. Coltia had a strangely satisfied expression on her face while the misfit boys failed to conceal erections in their pants, as they were still tied up. Rosalind was much worse off. She felt so pent up it felt like her body was nearly on the edge of orgasm. Conflicting emotions were still twisting inside her, switching between desire to take **** on the misfit boys to desire to experience one of the mind shattering orgasms that Ricard had described in all too much detail. She couldn’t stay still, she needed to do something. Earnest’s mind somehow managed to make the most reasonable choice, to leave.

“I’ve heard what I’ve needed to hear. Thanks Coltia. I’ll be leaving now.”

And without waiting for a response Rosalind quickly left through Arthur’s house. She began walking back to the inn at an impatient pace. Earnest was conflicted. He didn’t want to give up to these carnal desires and defile Rosalind like the misfit boys had done. But from what he heard from them, that would be nearly impossible with how high Rosalind’s libido was now. She could feel it at this moment, constantly begging for release, trying to convince him to just relieve her pent up tension. Earnest’s mind wasn’t sure it would be able to handle this for days.

On the walk back to the inn, somehow Earnest’s mind was able to turn away these temptations, simply moving step by step until Rosalind arrived back at the inn. She climbed the stairs and knocked on Earnest’s room’s door, hoping Alesia would answer. She heard the rustling of cloth again, followed by footsteps before she answered the door.

“Uh hey Alesia, I just got back from… the interrogation.”

“Oh! How did it go? Are you okay? You look… not okay…”

“I think I’ll be fine… for now… Don’t worry about me. Uh, say, do you have a potion for, uh, calming down?”

“You mean like a sedative? I still have more sleeping pellets.”

Rosalind’s body wasn’t calming down at all. It was burning with need and trying to get Earnest’s mind’s attention. He continued to refuse Rosalind’s needs as the conversation continued.

“No, no. Like calm down as in… like… to calm down excitement?”

“I don’t think I understand what you’re asking for here.”

“Uh, like for the sexual kind.”

Alesia looked taken aback for a second before recomposing herself.

“Umm, why would you need that?”

“Well, you see, it’s Rosalind’s body. She’s kind of… pent up right now, and I don’t want to do anything… dirty to her…”

“Oh, uh, I see. Umm, I’ve made some aphrodisiacs before, but never the opposite. Um, I think it should be possible, but I’ll have to figure it out and maybe test it a bit. I’ll get to work on it.”

Rosalind was glad to hear that a solution might exist, but was worried about how long it would take. She could barely hold at the moment, she didn’t know how much longer she could last. But there was nothing that she could do to speed up the process.

“Thanks, sorry to ask this of you.”

“Of course. I’m not doing this for free after all! Don’t forget your promise after this is all over okay?”

“I won’t, thanks again.”

“Good. Now it’ll take some time, so why don’t you go and wash yourself up. It looks and, uh, smells like you forgot.”

“Oh! Sorry, sorry, I’ll do that right now.”

Rosalind turned away from the doorway and went towards her own room next door. As she was searching through her belongings for a fresh set of clothes, Alesia came to her doorway and began to speak a little nervously.

“So, uh, I’ve been looking at your body. Wait, I mean looking over your body! No wait, I meant looking after your body! …Uh, yeah, for the past few hours you know? And you’re looking kind of hungry and all that. I keep hearing your stomach rumbling and stuff. You plan on staying in Rosalind for a few days, so you can’t return to your body for a while right? I think I have a solution. I can, you know, uh, possess your body for a couple of hours at a time and, uh… eat and drink and exercise to keep it, uh, healthy and all that. What do you think?”

Rosalind, still trying to hold herself together by the seams, was barely able to process the idea that Alesia proposed. It made sense to her, so why turn down a kind offer?

“Oh, yeah, sounds good. Thank you.”

Alesia left the room and Rosalind gathered clothing and underwear to change into after washing. She left her room and headed down to the inn’s bathing room, hoping that it was empty.