Unlocking your power, breaking the mystery.

The cuffs are grounding you there, Neal is fucking you with more vigor and there are invisible imps molesting you. Your body feels weird, each part of your skin is as sensitive as your clip would usually be, your boobs are growing more, your nipples are longer.

You have to escape but all you can think of is that Neal's cock feels incredible. (and shamefully wonder if he will take your ass later.)

You look at him and your eyes rest on the only thing he is wearing. He has an expensive wrist watch, it has no brand that you can recognize but a silvery inscription in the quadrant.

NIHIL PERSONAE.

Its Latin, you had to endure a few classes of it in your youth as your parents of low extraction believed that classical studies with open doors for you and assure you a bright future.

NOTHING PERSONAL

He just said that. Is it a motto of sort?

Then it strikes you. He didn't say no one else knew about you, he said that No One knew about you.

Nihil personae, Neal Pearson, he doesn't exist, he is No One and is using his motto as a pseudonym.

Reminiscing about long forgotten classes to translate that has being interrupted by another orgasm. Followed by a sensation in your ass, you look at Neal but his cock is in your pussy and both his hands on your body, the mischievous imps might be busy with your back door.

You try to phase out once again, with little more success than the first time. You see the imps longer, little blue creature like small monkeys but without hair. They have pointy ears and long tails. One of them is using his to widen your ass. You can't see them in your normal form and they clip through Neal like he isn't here. Two of the eight imps are playing with some teal and silver slices of glowing energy shaped like butterfly wings.

The rest of the room has its colors twirling, small balls of lights are flying around. You even see a red-light in Neal's chest, linked to one similar in yours by a ghostly chain.

"Neal, can you see them? Tell me you can. What are those? " you ask him.

"You can call yourself Breeze but the one that chose you chose you for your name, Zephyr. He was Huracan God of tempest, those are the winds of mischief that he uses to mess with mortals. They are here to follow you and help you. They were always here, you were just not powerful enough to see them. Who do you think hid your bag the other night, or made sure you were locked out a month ago? " he replies

You can't answer to that as you are taken by another orgasm. Before you are able to get down from cloud nine you are fed another cake. It's starting to be a lot. The effects it had on your body strengthen, on your next orgasm you try to phase out without even choosing to do so. The imps have three of the small wings now, one for each orgasm you had. You saw Neal's hair move when you came. You can use your wind outside of windform!!! You knew that he wouldn't give you an impossible task.

You see one of the imps use one of the wings on the sheets and after you turn back normal you see a tear on it. If you could get control of those creatures you might be able to free yourself or have them push the button. You can use the wind in your normal body but it's barely stronger than an hairdryer for now.

Neal came and your pussy is filled with warm cum, he didn't get soft for a second and continues to fuck you. One of the imps is toying with your clip using his long tongue and there are two sucking on your tits so strongly that you see milk dripping from them.

Then things are a little less clear to you. After the fourth cake and the twelfth orgasm you can see the spirit world without even trying to phase out.

"Winds of mischief, I order you to give me those wings. " you declare.

The butterfly wings are flying to you, sticking to your body. A gust of wind separates Neal from you, the empty feeling of your pussy don't last long as you feel something hard and ice-cold in it.

" Release me! "you order in a strong command.

One of the imps goes to the button and presses it, your cuffs open and you finally become one with the wind.

In your windform you see the butterfly wings disappear into your pussy. You touch yourself down there and as usual you can't feel yourself. But this time you can feel something, your hand stops on a rigged silver tube with small carvings.

Holding it in front of you, you see that it looks like the guard of a sword.

"ZEPHYR" you think as loudly as you can.

A dozen of the butterfly wings come out of the sword guard. Part of them float aligned with the guard, forming a blade.

The other as smooth as silk are sticking to you, forming a mask, pasties and a slit crotch cover with teal and silver materials, glowing with glitter.

To an even greater amazement, when you turn back from the windform the sword and costume are still there.

You can't believe it, you have a weapon, you have a costume, you have strong powers, you have eight minions (sidekicks, minions are for villains you remember) and Neal or whoever his real name is, has confirmed that he loves you.

"So, how do you feel? " asks Neal.

You point the blade at him and smile.