A new Mission

“Good Morning, Mistress Kanami.”

Kanami yawned loudly and proceeded to snuggle back up to the cleric, closing her eyes.

Cell had to smile and gently stroke her hair which resulted in Kanami making a sound that somewhat resembled a Nekomata. The girl was soaking affection up like a sponge and while Cell did feel somewhat guilty of exploiting it like this, it was needed.

It should go without saying, but the books the witch lend her where utterly depraved. In it, Cell was introduced to the concept of skinship. She was supposed to “accidentally” brush against Kanami's body as much as possible. With this, the target should be slowly conditioned into being more comfortable with human contact. This should be followed up with plenty of praise and compliments and the occasional surprise hug.

As far as Cell was concerned, this sounded like complete nonsense. She wasn't some wanton womanizer, who spend her days seducing girls. Still, it was a fact that the straightforward approach was not working. And so Cell was following the books advice, mostly just to prove it wrong.

But to her surprise the ninja was extremely receptive to this treatment and in turn started to treat Cell less coldly just after a few days. Headpats in particular where very effective. It was difficult to pull them off, but if done properly they would result in making Kanami completely docile for close to an hour.

The reason that they shared a bed had nothing to do with her advances though. Up until a few days ago, Kanami had the cleric sleep on the floor.

That was until one night a dark, tall shadow peeked in trough the large window. Cell immediately identified it as a wandering spirit. A bit frightening perhaps, but no threat to the living.

Kanami did not share that sentiment.

“GYAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!¨”

“Seriously, my ninja, you woke half the castle”, would the witch later chide her. “That's just lanky man.”

Kanami appeared to be in shock, so the witch continued. “Lanky Man wanders the castle at night and likes to visit people. Sometimes he even stands right next to my bed, watching me sleep. It's very pleasant.”

“H-How is that pleasant?”

The witch answered with her trademark cackle. “Oh, he is harmless! As a matter of fact he can't even touch us. Just ignore him.”

As far as Kanami was concerned, ignoring him meant closing her eyes tightly while hugging Cell trough the entire night.

The days where for the most part spend patrolling the castle and the surrounding forest. Cell accompanied Kanami where she could and offered her assistance. Sometimes they would encounter monster in the forest and here Cell's healing spells certainly came in handy. Kanami had a rare talent of getting hurt in every battle. Her skills as a seamstress where equally important as Kanami also had a rare talent of getting her clothes torn in the most inconvenient of places.

But when all was said and done it was fairly relaxed work. The witch didn't seem particular concerned in making sure her ninja works proper hours either.

Still it wouldn't do to let Kanami get complacent.

“Mistress”, Cell urged again. “You have to get up, or do you want me to change your diapers like a little baby?”

That got a whine out of her as Kanami slowly struggled to get up. Meanwhile Cell arranged her clothes for the day, including a fresh diaper and a clothespin.

“Ugh, this is soo disgusting”, Kanami complained as she stripped out of her soggy diaper and letting it fall to the ground with a wet plop. “What did I ever do to deserve this?”

Cell dutifully took the filthy garment and put it in the waste basket. Thankfully, they where very absorbent and one night sleep did not cause a leak. “Well, you did try to vanquish the witch. Of course I don't blame you for this.”

“In that case you should wear them too! That would only be fair!”, Kanami suggested.

“I believe that to be unwise, Mistress”, Cell stated while doing her own morning routine. “We are having a limited supply and sharing them between the two of us might be...unsanitary.”

Kanami let out an annoyed moan, but couldn't argue with the logic itself as she slipped into a new diaper.

“Besides, they look much cuter on you”, Cell added with a smile.

That immediately got a blush out of Kanami. “I..I'm not...they are not cute”, Kanami stammered, clearly embarrassed but still sporting a bashful smile on her face.

Light teasing was another manner of attack this lewd book proposed. And it wasn't quite untrue. The Cleric found herself strangely attracted to Kanami's padded form. How it hugged her bottom and made her blush. No, the Cleric shook her head, banishing these improper thoughts. This was all just to free her companions.

“I hope there is something good for breakfast today.”, Kanami quickly changed the topic as she put on her shirt.

Unfortunately their morning meal had to wait, as a familiar loud voice boomed.

“My ninja, I desire to speak with you, report to my solar right away.”

Oh dear.

Obviously, that was Beatrice. Of course Kanami couldn't let her wait. And so she hurried out the door, ignoring Cell's protests.

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Beatrice was indeed in her solar. It looked very much how you'd expected a witch lair to look. Old dusty books and skulls everywhere and even a bubbling cauldron in the middle which the witch was stirring very stereotypically. “Ah, my ninja, did you manage to bond with the cleric yet?”

“Not really...” Kanami answered not quite truthfully. I mean sure, Cell was a lot nicer then Kanami originally thought. And having her around is very useful. But still! Kanami didn't have sex with her! So they didn't bond at all! Kanami would totally tell Beatrice about Cell's plans, but there was something else piquing her curiosity.

“Oh that?” Beatrice chuckled and gestured towards the large figure standing motionless in a corner. “I decided to turn the darkmage back to life size. Of course she is still unable to move, but I can pose her in any way I desire.”

“She seems happy.”

“That's just because I decided to make her smile.”

That does sound like a pretty horrible situation to be in. Kanami decided to tickle the doll a bit, to see if there was any reaction.(there wasn't)

“She does feel it though, she is actually quite ticklish.”

“Oh.”

Kanami keeps tickling.

The witch let out an amused chuckle, as she left the cauldron to his bubbling devices and moved over to her desk. “It might surprise you, but I did not call you here to play with dolls. I have a mission for you.”

“A mission?”

“Indeed, I require a message to be delivered to Fletcher Mordell.” Beatrice elegantly snapped her finger and an envelope, sealed with a golden winged eagle, floated slowly towards Kanami before it nestled itself rather tight in the frozen Darkmage's ample cleavage.

“Hmm...” Kanami absentmindedly tickled her victims armpits with a feather while eyeballing the letter. “I think I heard that name before.”

“I should hope so, it is the man who send you after me. As well as these four adventurers.”

“Ah yes, that guy”, Kanami remembered the fat, ugly man sitting on his throne like he owned it. He looked a bit like a Banbera actually. “I can do do that, but why?” Kanami decided to strip the mage doll of her skirt to get easier access to her tights. For a puppet the darkmage had surprisingly nice legs and Kanami especially liked the black silk panties.

“While these periodic attacks are an amusing diversion, they also cut into my research. I thus decided to make the Baron a peace offering.”

That sounded fairly reasonable thought Kanami, while she scoured the solar for some Ero-Grapes to feed the darkmage with.

“I will allow you to take the cleric with you. With a member of the church present the Baron might be more inclined to accept my terms. Do a good job and I will permit you to play with this doll for a full day.”

As far as rewards go this wasn't exactly what Kanami had in mind. But she did like the idea of punishing that stupid girl. “I will depart at once.” Kanami finally put her clothespin on the foolish darkmages left nipple, gave it a little flick for good measure and proudly walked towards the door.

“Oh and one more thing.”

“Yes, my liege?” Kanami looked back, making sure to give the darkmage a very adult and menacing grin.

“Those diapers are adorable, but please make sure you wear something over them, alright?”