Houser

You need to maintain control. Houser looks at you with a smirk on his face, his eyes taking in your new form. You can feel the power of the geas coursing through your veins, making you crave his touch and submission. You try to resist, but your body betrays you and you let out a soft whimper.

Houser chuckles softly, his eyes still fixed on you. "You look so cute," he says, a hint of admiration in his voice. "But don't worry, I won't hurt you." He steps closer to you, his hand reaching out to brush against your cheek. You shiver at his touch, the power of the geas still coursing through you. You know that you're supposed to obey his every command and your body still yearns for his touch. You close your eyes and let out a sigh, feeling the pleasure build once again.

You struggle to think your way through this. There must be something that Bargle the Infamous could do to turn the tables in this situation. But… gods… it feels so good with your fingers in your pussy… how good will it feel with his cock instead?

You open your eyes and look up at Houser, your gaze filled with both desire and fear. You know that you’ll love submitting to him and your body desperately craves his touch. You take a deep breath and let out a small whimper, feeling the power of the geas pushing you towards his command. "Please… help me…”

Houser raises an eyebrow at your request, but he knows that he has you under his control. He takes a step closer to you, his hand still brushing against your cheek. "You want me to help you?" he asks, a smirk on his lips.

You nod, mind racing. The damned grimoire did this to you. Every time you touch it things get worse. But... what if Houser touched it?

He'd end up like you. He'd have no cock... that’s not something you want. Is it?