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Of Crowns, Control, and Centaurs	By : Yumberduddle Category: +S through Z > Shining Force series Views: 1741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alef had intended to proceed with her plan the previous night, but wasn't bothered at all by the small delay of one night in exchange for a lesser orgy within her own tent, especially not one that contained such special and attractive ladies. After another day's travel, Runefaust's capital city was in sight, a line of buildings set across the horizon. Alef judged this fortuitous, and decided to delay one more night...a room with a nice, normal, soft bed would be a godsend. Not to mention how critical having a door that could be locked might be to the next phase of her plan. She grinned her toothy grin as she looked over to Tao, marching by her side as always. The mage had a dreamy, half-aware look as she followed Alef along the road. A twinge of pleasure shot through Alef.
(That look will change soon enough), Alef thought to herself, as she slid a hand against Tao's rear, goosing her. The mage yelped and smiled at Alef, welcoming the brief touch. Alef's grin only grew. (I've got a much better image in mind for you, my dear...)
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The city gave up without a fight, much to Alef's delight. It meant that her plan could progress all the quicker. And when Max allowed everyone to choose their own rooms at the building he selected to serve as temporary headquarters, she had to restrain herself not to rush to the next step. An abandoned tavern whose owner and staff had been conscripted...Alef could not have asked for a better place for the Force to 'camp,' save for the castle itself. She could probably get away with retiring to her chambers now, claiming exhaustion from the journey, but she needed to be certain. Alef had to be careful to make sure all her duties were accounted for, and that no one would be needing her for a while. Interruptions could be catastrophic for what she had planned.
Finally, a few hours after taking the city, Alef judged the time was right, and told Tao to go wait in her room for her. She gave one more check around headquarters to make sure everything was accounted for. Amon and Balbaroy had drawn patrol again, Gort and Luke were busy helping Guntz and Adam clean out some of the rooms for use, Max was busy discussing strategy with Nova, and Anri had already retired to her room, claiming the exact excuse that Alef had planned to use, exhaustion after a long day. Given the conspicuous absence of Mae from the tavern's parlor, Alef was sure that Anri's excuse was as untrue as it would have been for she herself, and that the princess and her mare were throwing their own private party together. And most of the rest of the Force was present in the parlor, relaxing with drink, conversation, card games, or brooding. Perfect!
Alef barely suppressed a laugh as she almost ran for her newly claimed room, and newly claimed slave.
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Tao was already naked when Alef entered the bedroom. She looked to Alef with hopeful eyes and an undisguised eagerness that stirred Alef's desires even higher. The foxling suppressed those lusts for now...she had work to do. She began stripping off her clothes and walked over to the bed, sitting down on it, and bracing her back against the wall.
“Mistress?” Tao asked, arching an eyebrow at the position. “Are we...did you need me for...”
Alef shook her head as Tao trailed off, motioning to her lap.
“What we're about to do is far better than just sex, my pet. Lay down here, slave. Lay down, close your eyes, an open your mind to me,” Alef said, reaching out her arms to Tao. Tao nodded and lay down on the bed before Alef, letting her head rest back onto Alef's naked chest as the foxling held her gently by the temples. The elf's eyes were closed and she was breathing slowly and steadily. The collar around Tao's neck was the only thing she wore, the steel spikes set into the black leather now shining in the darkness as Alef quietly infused them with more magic. Alef took a moment to savor the feel of Tao's naked, smooth flesh on her own fur, the closeness they were enjoying and the warmth of her body, before she began the ritual in earnest.
“Now then...” Alef crooned as she pressed her breasts against the sides of Tao's head. The elf purred in appreciation as Alef continued.“...I am entering into your mind, the most intimate connection possible between two people. Open yourself to me, open your entire being to me, my slave.” Alef worked her breasts against Tao's head a little before continuing. “Trust me...be open for me...the more you let me in, the better this will be for both of us. The more control you let me have, the more pleasure I can bring you. When my word is absolute, so will be your bliss. Now, Tao...will you allow me unbridled access to every strand of your life?”
“Yes...mistress...” Tao whispered, lips already parted in a soft moan of enjoyment. Alef's eyes glittered.
“Good.”
With a single arcane word more, Alef closed her eyes, her awareness of the physical world dimming. There was a moment of pure darkness, complete quiet and sensation-less void, before Alef sent her mind into Tao's, the mindscape opening up to her in the form of a great shifting sea of images and thoughts. Alef saw a shimmering veil protecting the sea from outside intrusion, which was almost immediately drawn back. Gentle tendrils of essence even began reaching out and drawing Alef in. The elven mage was welcoming her in, enthralled as she was. Aided by the magic of the collar, Alef had made Tao into an active participant in her own corruption, her mind eager to change itself to something more pleasing to her mistress. Alef felt a tremor of pleasure run through the elf's mind as she felt the object of her adoration fully enter and take control of her psyche. Alef reflected that Tao's transformation into her ideal vision of the elf was progressing smoothly, but there were still some final tweaks to be made.

Alef wound her way through Tao's mind and found what she was looking for. Buried and suppressed by her new longing and adoration for Alef was a pocket of desire for someone else. Alef concentrated and began to pull forward daydreams and fantasies, the thoughts taking the form of glass spheres with images playing through them. The cluster of spheres Alef pulled out all had a very common theme. Some were lurid and very carnal, some were nothing more than pleasant conversations that had never happened or imagined long walks and romantic moments, but they all showed Tao in the company of a certain famed swordsman.

“Max...” Alef whispered, and smiled. It was unsurprising. The leader of the Shining Force was handsome, friendly, very physically fit, and what Alef thought was most important, very powerful. It was logical for Tao to have had an attraction for him. Alef had never understood the attraction of the male form over the female form, but she knew enough to recognize what was 'sexy' to those who lusted after men instead of women.

Of course, such desires simply would not do in her first slave. She murmured some words and began the obliteration of those last lingering shreds of Tao's heterosexuality. Alef began molding Tao's mind like clay as she spoke into her ears. “You love only me, Tao. You love Alef, the foxling mage, not that human Max. You never did love him, never cared a whit for him. He's just another man, and men hold no interest for you.”
Tao smiled dreamily in her trance and eagerly accepted Alef's words, helping alter her own mind as Alef reached out to the spheres and gently touched each one, infusing them with a bit of magic and changing the scenes in each. Where one had a fantasy of Tao and Max walking arm in arm down a street in Alterone, now Alef was leading her through the streets on a leash. Where one had a dream of Max confessing his love for her and kissing her fiercely on the lips, now Alef was making the declaration that Tao was her property, and claiming her roughly. One sphere had a raunchy fantasy of Tao and Max rutting fiercely in their tent; now it was Alef's perfect naked body was entwined with Tao's. One by one, each sphere was changed until Alef overwrote Max in all. Now the spheres all showed Alef. Alef writhing on a giant bed, Alef thrusting into Tao with a strap-on, Alef pressing her naked body against hers, Alef sighing in pleasure as Tao ate her out, a thousand different dreams all reinforcing Tao's servitude and love for her. Alef was barely aware of Tao groaning in the real world, as each change to her mind was accompanied by a surge of raw pleasure. She had not lied to her slave...the process was more wonderfully pleasing to the elf than anything ever had been. With each change, the sea of glass images and memories rippled as a wave of delight swept over it, the pleasure growing greater as Alef became more and more the object of Tao's all-consuming love, passion and devotion.
Alef almost broke out of the trance when she discovered something else, a lovely surprise hidden in the depths of Tao's mind. There was another desire, one long repressed and walled off. She smiled toothily to herself as she brought it forth and viewed it.
Max wasn't the only person Tao had ever longed for. Deep in her subconscious mind, Alef drew forth long dormant fantasies about the noble woman that had taken Tao in from the cold and given her a place to live in the castle. The beautiful princess that had saved her and taught her magic.

“Anri...” Alef whispered to herself, suppressing laughter. “Of course. Of course...Well, now. That I can certainly work with.”
She was almost tempted to leave these memories be, a tiny, forgotten corner of Tao's mind left unmarked by Alef's control...but no. Not for Tao, Alef's first. Alef wanted this woman above any that followed her to be wholly Alef's own, every piece of her molded to perfection.

Alef went to work, pulling the desires and daydreams free of their prison and weaving them back into Tao's mind with more power, more force behind them. Blurry, half-remembered dreams of long silver hair resting against an elven chest, of warm embraces and soft words, were cast into sharp resolution, so fresh in Tao's mind that it was as though she had only just imagined them, reborn as fully fleshed out fantasies rooted as deeply in her mind as her own name. Anri was kissing Tao under the moon, holding her gently as their naked bodies writhed in ecstasy, exploring her body as she did the same.
Alef smiled again and decided to make a few final touches. The dreams twisted from scenes of love to scenes of lust and power. Tao wasn't just kissing Anri now. She was claiming her, as Alef had claimed herself! Gentle lovemaking turned into fierce fucking as Tao and Anri battled for dominance on the bed, their bodies bucking against each other, mouths and hands constantly searching for a way to make the other scream in pleasured submission. Another fantasy--victorious, Tao was bringing Anri, now her cowed pleasure slave, to Tao's own mistress Alef, and the three devolved into a tangled mass of limbs and moans on a bed large enough only to be found in dreams. As before, Alef slowly and carefully changed each desire to better suit the emerging personality she was molding for Tao. Tao would love only her, but her lust would know no bounds. With her mistress' blessing, she would seek out and bring back many partners for her to share. She would be Alef's hawk, hunting for her owner, bringing many more slaves into the fold, all for the pleasure of her mistress.
Alef stopped for a moment to consider her work. As a final thought, she found Tao's moral center and submerged it deep inside her, overwriting it with a single directive of obedience. That done, she finally snapped back to her physical body with a gasp, her eyes flying open as Tao lay still between her breasts, still breathing evenly. A moment later, Tao opened her eyes as well, turning to Alef with a newly kindled lust and adoration behind them. Tao stayed pressed up against Alef, but straightened up, so that where Alef's breasts had once cradled her head, now they gently touched Tao's own smooth orbs. Alef sighed at the pleasant sensation.

“Go ahead,” Alef told her, growling lightly. “Don't hold back.”

Tao didn't say a word, but immediately pushed Alef down to the bed, latching her mouth to Alef's as her hands grasped and kneaded the beastwoman's chest. Alef returned the kiss greedily, but was amazed at the sheer force and passion behind Tao's mouth now that the ritual was complete. In all her experiences, Alef had never been kissed like this, with this much passion, this much raw desire and need for her! The kiss broke when both of them gasped for air, Tao surprising Alef by diving right back in a second later. For a time, the air was filled with nothing but the sound of smacking tongues and the soft shifting of hands over flesh.

The second time the kiss broke for air, Alef was left gasping, while Tao dragged her mouth down to her breast and sucked it hard, and her fingers found and entered Alef's most intimate place. Alef looked down and caught Tao's gaze, those eyes full of wild lust and single-minded adoration, an intense, clear focus on Alef that sent thrills of indescribable happiness down her spine. She had done this. This was her work. She had taken a mild, shy mage that felt rejected and lonely, and turned her into a sex-machine that adored her, that loved her as faithfully and ardently as any person was even capable of, whose only focus in life was her. Alef need only look into those eyes to know that the only thing on Tao's mind was her, was making love to her. The entire rest of the Force could walk in right now, and Tao would not care, so focused was she on Alef's pleasure. The orgasmic elation of seeing the fruits of her power...it was indescribable.
Tao moved her mouth down from Alef's breast to her clitoris, gently licking and sucking at the little nub as her eyes kept staring into Alef's with their new half-lidded gaze. That seductive stare sent almost as much pleasure through Alef's body as Tao's zealous licking, the magnitude of change wrought amplifying the pleasure tenfold for the cunning magic user. She had succeeded, had complete possession of a woman of good looks and ample power. Tao's life, her entire being, really was hers...and Tao loved her for it!
Tao slowly moved her mouth down to Alef's vagina, her gaze finally vanishing behind Alef's legs and nethers, her hands gripping Alef's ass cheeks as she dove in to give what was now the love of her life a tongue-lashing she would never forget. The passion, the control, the knowledge that this was her very first victory in a long line to come, all of it hit Alef at once, and when Tao suddenly snuck a finger back in to press against her G-spot, she simply could not take any more. Alef threw her head back and outright howled brokenly in pleasure, a loud, bestial shriek, unable to restrain herself at the onslaught. She came hard and fast, barely avoiding squirting Tao in the face as the elf replaced tongue with finger so she could plant her lips lightly at Alef's neck. Alef let a sigh of pleasure escape her at the kiss, Tao gently fondling her breast again and kissing her shoulders and neck while she let Alef recover. After a few minutes, she withdrew from her lover to reach beneath the bed, pulling out a long, double-ended dildo, and slowly pushing it within her.

“I can't believe...I waited so long for this...” Tao murmured, biting her lip as she positioned the toy at Alef's sopping entrance. “It's all so clear now...All so simple...I, I knew it before, I can remember that I did, but somehow it's like...like I only really understand it right now...”

Alef was still catching her breath as Tao slowly began to thrust into her. The fox-woman let out a low moan and spread her legs wider as Tao grasped one of those legs for balance, not stopping her entry until their nether lips were almost kissing and the sex toy had almost completely disappeared within them. Tao rubbed her breasts against Alef's leg, before stopping and staring into her eyes.

“I knew from the minute I saw you, you would be my master in all things...My mistress.”
Tao caressed Alef's upward raised leg with her chest again, until her face came to her foot, which she licked lovingly. Slowly, the pair began to thrust against each other, as Alef smiled slyly.
“What about Max?” she asked, mock innocence heavy in her voice. The question was followed by a gasp of pleasure as Tao began bucking harder against her.
"Max?" Tao asked in utter confusion, not even realizing what Alef was asking for a moment. When she did understand, her face was that of flabbergasted shock that such a question could even be asked.

“Who cares about Max? He's just a stupid man! You...you are a goddess!” Tao shouted, eyes clenched shut as she grasped Alef's leg and drove herself against the toy that connected them. “You are the reason I exist! My reason for life!”
Alef had a reply in mind, but the sudden increase in pace left her struggling to catch up for a while, as both pleasure and exertion wracked her body. Tao's hair had come undone in her passion, and was now whipping around her face, partially concealing the ecstasy that dominated it. Alef found the sight extremely arousing, and with the next few thrusts from Tao, she reached her climax with a long moan.

The orgasmic haze parted long enough for Alef to see Tao whip her head back, causing her hair to fall back from her face. Without the hair to hide it, Alef saw Tao's pleasure-wrenched face in full, and realized something else. Even though this was the greatest pleasure, the greatest sex in Alef's life...Tao was enjoying this just as much! Even though they had had sex before, this was the first time she had done so fueled by the false fantasies implanted in her, the first time she was acting on impulses that now seemed to her very real, and very strong. Tao believed fully that all her life her greatest desire was to sleep with Alef, to be her servant, that the highest bliss was her order. Alef was Tao's dream girl, the complete, forever love of her life. Now she was doing what she 'always' dreamed of, and loving every minute of it, happy and content and pleasured as only the fulfillment of being with one's true love could provide. As Tao thrust again, that thought alone was enough to send Alef over the edge once more.
It was some time later when they finally stopped.
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Alef exhaled slowly, spread lazily across the bed and soaking up the post-coital bliss from her and Tao's long lovemaking session. It had been wonderful like nothing before...and that was just with one.

She tilted her head and gazed at the naked elf curled up against her. The curled grin that so often graced her mouth these days made its appearance as she let her eyes trail up and down Tao's body, on full display since the sheets had been thrown from the bed earlier. Tao gazed back at Alef in adoration, a soft, half-consicous smile on her lips. This moment was exquisite...but it was missing one last thing.

Alef chuckled as she leaned over to the Demon Rod, set upright against the wall just next to the bed. She gripped it tightly and felt the familiar pulse of raw power that lurked just beneath its surface. She'd been experimenting quite extensively with the Rod's power over the mind in the last few days...but what about its power over the body? What could it do there?

“Tao...I think it's about time we make our relationship...a little clearer to everyone else, don't you think?” Alef asked, pulling herself up to sitting.
“Whatever you think, mistress,” Tao replied, still smiling that dreamy smile. “Whatever you wish, I will obey.”
“And if I want to make it clear to all what claim I have on you?”
“Then mark me as yours, Mistress...mark me as yours forever! It will be one of my greatest, deepest fantasies come true!”
Alef smiled and raised the Demon Rod, and did exactly that.
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“Finally, a real bed!” Anri cried as she ran forward and let herself fall on the mattress in front of her. Mae slowly walked in after her, closing the door to their shared room with a slight smile on her lips.

“Is it really that big of a deal?” she asked, crossing her arms and looking around the room the pair had claimed for their own use while the Shining Force was in Runefaust. It was a little smaller than what Mae would have expected for the future queen of Guardiana, but a lot larger than what she would have expected for herself. One of the perks of being a royal consort, she supposed. Anri rolled over on the bed and gave her a smile.
“I can endure trail conditions just as well as you trained soldiers can,” Anri said, the smile growing, “but I don't have to like it.” Anri rolled over again on the bed and sighed. “Oh, I'm going to sleep well tonight. A real bed...”

Mae frowned a little, but said nothing as her hooves clomped against the stone tiles that made up the floor, looking around. “I don't see another.”
“Well of course not, silly,” Anri laughed. “We only need one bed, after all...”
Mae's frown deepened, and Anri sat up on the bed as she realized the problem.
“Oh. Ohhh. I forgot...Oh, I'm so sorry, Mae...” Anri said, hopping off the bed immediately.
“Centaur,” Mae quietly said, nodding towards the big bed Anri had been rolling on a second earlier. “Things like that weren't made for me.”
“Well, it's easily fixed. I'll send for the cushions you sleep on...er...” Anri paused. “A centaur bed really isn't that different from what we had in the tent, is it?”
“Just more cushions,” Mae said. “Sometimes one gigantic cushion if you can afford it. Rich centaurs sometimes have elaborate set ups, but yeah...Pile of cushions and blankets, is what we use.”

Anri nodded. “Well, I'm sure there won't be a problem getting them. Centaurs are a large part of the population here, so...so there will be plenty around...” The princess paused, frowning as a thought occurred to her. Mae noticed immediately.
“What's wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing...nothing much,” Anri said. “Just realized I won't be sleeping in real beds very often any more.”
Mae frowned, looked at her hooves. “If...If I'm causing you discomfort...”
“Oh, don't be ridiculous!” Anri laughed, looking into Mae's eyes with a smile. “It's a small, small sacrifice to make to fall asleep in your arms. Just not one I expected to make.” Anri sighed. “It's more just my realizing that...it probably won't be the last sacrifice. For either of us. I've known things would be complicated, for us to be together, but I just sort of pushed that off in my mind, thought of it as a problem for later. Now that we're so close to the end of this war...now that we've found that even such a little piece of normality as sleeping in a room brings complications with it...it's just now hitting me that from this point on, every part of my life and your life is going to be very different than it would have been. Centaur and human...knight and queen...we're going to have a lot of adjusting ahead of us.”

Anri smiled again. “But for two women who've faced the worst evils the world has to offer...I think we'll be fine.”
“I know we'll be fine,” Mae said, trotting over to take Anri's hands in hers. The pair looked into each other's eyes for a moment, before their lips reached for each other...
The sound of knocking interrupted the two's about-to-be intimate moment. Anri sighed as Mae growled in irritation and stomped to the door, flinging it wide.
“What?!” Mae shouted, almost immediately deflating as she saw who it was. “Oh. Hello Ken, what is it?”
“Sorry to bother you,” Ken said, wincing at Mae's opening outburst. Mae felt like wincing herself...of all the people of the Force that did not deserve her misplaced ire, the bright, friendly, hard-working Ken deserved it the least. “Max told me to tell you two to come down to the war-room when you can. Amon, Balbaroy, and Hanzou just came in with the scouting reports, and he needs the new battle plan before the briefing tomorrow. Nova's already on his way, so...”

Mae groaned and ran a hand over her face. “I never thought I'd say this, but I wish I wasn't such a good knight. We'll be along shortly, Ken. Go tell Max he can expect us shortly.”

“Right away!” Ken said, snapping a smart salute as he turned and dashed back down the hall. Anri quietly walked up beside Mae.
“Duty calls?” she asked. Mae nodded, turning to her lover.
“Duty calls,” Mae agreed. She pointed to Anri. “But when we're done with this duty call, I expect a booty call.”
“What did we say about imitating Vankar's horrible come-ons?” Anri asked, the ghost of a smile dancing on her lips. Mae shook her head, grinning ruefully.
“Sorry. I'm not so good at trying not to be grim and serious,” Mae said, looking out into the hall beyond the open door. “I guess I'll have to try harder.”
“Don't feel like you have to,” Anri purred, putting her arms around Mae's waist. “I love you just the way you are.”
“I know,” Mae said happily, looping an arm back around Anri. “But come on. We've got a world to help save.”
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It was hours and a few discreet trips to local stores later before Alef smiled to herself and put aside the Demon Rod. She lay the magical artifact down carefully on the single dresser within the inn room, with all the care one might show a newborn infant.
“Tao!” Alef barked. “Let me inspect you!”
Tao stiffened at the order, standing at attention. Alef smiled and walked around her fellow mage, letting her eyes roam up and down her new slave.
Alef observed the changes she had managed to make since they had reached the safety of the town, and was pleased. Tao's hair was now tightly pulled back and done up in a tall ponytail, a foot straight over her head and bound with red leather straps. Her lips were coated in black lipstick, her eyelids in the same shade of eyeshadow. Her spiked collar was still in place, one of the few pieces of her old clothes to remain. Her robes were replaced by a black leather bustier that left the midriff exposed and thong, complete with elbow gloves and thigh-high boots of the same color. Her breasts had grown a cup size or two as well. Alef held an equal appreciation for both large and small breasts, but the point of the change wasn't as much for aesthetic appeal as just another way of testing her power and concretely marking her control over the elven mage. Tao's body was her property now, and she could change it as she liked. In fact, she could invoke much greater physical changes if she liked...but that was an experiment for another time, and another woman. Toa also now had two tattoos on her ass, one for each cheek: on the left, “Alef's”, and the right, “Bitch.” Alef shivered in pleasure as she looked at the blatant statement of ownership written into Tao's flesh. The final pieces to the outfit was a large cloak in Tao's old colors, and her old shoulder-pieces. Alef had considered replacing the shoulder-pieces with something new, but decided against it for now. When the cloak was not drawn back, Tao just looked like she had a new hairstyle... and that would help the change seem less drastic to the rest of the Force. Alef wanted to flaunt her control, but not quite so much as to warrant Max, Nova, Mae or Anri checking up on just what was going on.

At least, not yet.
Tao herself had changed far more drastically than that, of course. Her expression, which had been sad and withdrawn for so long, was now cold, confident, and to Alef's satisfaction, a little cruel. Reflecting the changes the foxling had wrought to her mind, Tao no longer looked like a nervous maiden, eager to please and easily hurt, but a woman well versed in sensuality and pleasure, confident and formidable.. Her movements were languid and deliberate, her gaze knowing and amused...Alef looked at the vision of sexuality before her and wished she had found the Demon Rod years ago.

“Tao, I think you are absolute perfection,” Alef crooned, trailing a finger down the other mage's cheek. She leaned forward and gave her a long, sultry kiss. Tao smiled slightly, looking at Alef with half-lidded eyes.
“I'm glad you approve, my mistress.”
Alef's grin widened. “I'll show you how much I approve later. I think it's time we chose our next addition, hm? Now...what about the princess and her protector...” Alef shook her head, a gleam in her eye. “No, they shall be the sweetest catch. I think I'll leave them for last. Tao, about your sister Diane...”
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Alef herself was surprised how easy getting Diane alone was, but then again, she supposed she shouldn't have been. It was child's play for Tao to ask to speak to her sister 'in private', and even though Diane was off-put by Tao's refusal to give her even a hint as to what was going on, she had still followed her sister through the inn to Alef's room, where the mage waited patiently on the edge of her bed, Demon Rod in hand. Diane's look of surprise had been mild when she opened the door and found it occupied, but the look didn't last long.

“What? What's Alef doing here, Tao, I thought you sa--” Diane began to say. She was silenced immediately by a flash of ruby light from Alef's eyes as she made a gesture with the Demon Rod. The beastfolk mage smiled as Diane stared blankly ahead, temporarily dazed by the Muddle spell. It wouldn't last for long, Diane was as strong-willed as they came, but a moment was all Alef needed. Tao moved into the room and carefully shut the door behind the three women, listening carefully for anyone approaching during this most vulnerable time of her mistress' plan.
Alef caught Diane's gaze and held it, tapping into the power of the Demon Rod again to bore into the archer's mind through her eyes. Trying something different, Alef decided to change Diane's mind by brute force alone, blasting her consciousness with pure, unbridled desire, forcefully implanting a deeply rooted lust for women of all types into her brain. Diane's mind resisted strongly, but Alef's power was great, and more than that, the weapon she attacked with was lust, desire, sexual excitement...and Alef had unlimited reserves of it to hammer Diane's mind with. It was not long before Alef could see that lust within Diane's mind taking hold, too deeply to be removed, a deep glow seething in the mental sea of her thoughts and memories that illuminated them all.

After a moment's pause, she then decided to go a step further, and give Diane a gnawing need to pleasure them. She wouldn't just want women as badly as Alef herself did...her desire to please them would be all-consuming, as well. And as an experiment, Alef programmed the elf's brain to give her immense pleasure whenever she gave another such pleasure, so great that Alef had no doubt that Diane would actually enjoy the act of pleasing more than that of receiving.

As she had with Tao, Alef also implanted a deep desire to serve her, and a need to obey her, but on a whim, she left those traits latent. They would emerge when needed, but otherwise lay dormant in Diane's new consciousness. Diane would be just as broken to Alef's will...but she would not know it, not understand as Tao did that she was slave and Alef was Mistress. Alef also decided to take a different route with Diane's personality. Rather than carefully mold it like Tao's, Alef just channeled of the Demon Rod into Diane's volatile, vulnerable mind as it reeled from the power soaking it and rearranging it, and gave it a single directive to interpret as it would.

Aggressive.

After some thought, Alef initiated the channel-gaze again, this time copying every memory of every sexual technique to please a woman she had into Diane's brain. Just to make things interesting, she drew some power from the rod and implanted a very slight hypnotic ability into Diane. The archer wouldn't know it, but when sufficiently driven, her gaze would subtly suggest to other women that a night with her would be unimaginably pleasurable. The skills Alef implanted into her would almost undoubtedly make that true, too.

Diane was now a lesbian pleasuring machine, much to the foxling mage's satisfaction. Alef stepped back and made a motion with her free hand. Tao released Diane, the pink-haired archer slumping forward with a gasp. She did not fall, but her breathing was strained, her eyes blank. Alef supposed her mind was processing all the new information...all the new programming she had placed within it. Alef let her have a few minutes before she spoke.

“Diane,” Alef purred. “How are you feeling?”

“Fuck!” Diane shouted, rubbing her head. “I feel like the fucking Pao caravan ran straight into my godsdamned head! What the fuck happened? Last I remember is sis sayin' I needed to see something.”

Alef grinned. “Tao, come here.”

Tao moved over to Alef's side without a moment's hesitation. Alef grabbed her and flung her robe open, revealing to Diane her sister's new look.
“Damn, sis! You look fuckin' sexy as hell!” Diane said, trailing her eyes over Tao's enhanced figure, on full display thanks to her new clothes. Diane blinked and put a hand to her mouth. “What...what made me say that?!”
Alef gave Diane a wink and then brought her mouth down on the exposed top of Tao's left breast, causing both elves to gasp with pure delight. Alef sucked and nibbled, Tao squirming in place as Diane shifted uncomfortably for a while. Alef noted the conflicted look growing on Diane's face. Was the conditioning not taking hold?

Alef withdrew her mouth, causing Tao to whimper a little. “Tao, I think you should show Diane what you wanted to talk to her about.”
Tao nodded eagerly and Alef allowed her to slowly undress her, robes falling softly to the floor as Diane stood there, watching everything with wide eyes and heavy breathing.

“This is...is it really...” Diane murmured, staring openly at the naked woman in front of her. “I...I feel...”

“I wanted to know if you wanted to share some of this,” Tao asked, giving Alef's now unclothed rear a loving caress.
“What? But...I'm not...that way...” Diane said, rubbing her forehead as she swayed in place.
“Are you sure?”
“I...Well...” Diane faltered. Her mind was a chaotic maelstrom of contradictory impulses and thoughts, Alef's new persona warring with the old. Her memories of how she had always acted, how she had always felt, and what she had always been interested in were still there, still trying to dictate who she was...yet every aspect of her personality was different from what those memories showed! She was no proper, simple and chaste heterosexual girl, she knew it deep in her bones, deep in her soul...and yet for every moment of her life she had acted as one, and she could remember growing into that personality, yet everything about her life before this moment felt wrong to who she knew she was!

As the inner struggle was fought, Alef slowly licked at Tao's neck, causing the elf to close her eyes and smile broadly, letting out a satisfied purr as Alef slowly made her way back to her breast. Alef savored the taste of Tao's bosom, before withdrawing and slowly undoing the other mage's clothes, Tao moving to assist her as they slowly undid lace after lace on the tight garment. Diane took in a sharp intake of breath and let it out slowly as she watched with growing interest as Alef stripped her sister, then pushed her down on the bed and began to love her loins. Tao's moans slowly built up in volume before reaching a crescendo, screaming in bliss as Alef brought her to orgasm. This was the final straw in Diane's mental war.

With that scream, suddenly it made perfect sense to Diane to want to fuck another woman, all women, even her own sisters. What at all was attractive about a man, when you could instead caress smooth curves and smoother skin? The darting and dancing of tongues, the nimble movements of fingers...the sweet smell of your lover's arousal...all these awaited Diane if she just gave in.
She did so.
The programming jolted awake, and with a startling swiftness completed overwriting the stubborn remnants of Diane's old personality, and installing in their place, a loud, lustful punk. She couldn't explain how she had acted all her life before now, and she wasn't going to bother. What was important was who she was right now! Diane fell to a knee and shook, causing Alef and Tao to cease their lovemaking and sit up to better observe what had happened.
“Diane?” Alef asked, a little concerned. It was not as though she did not care about her slaves. “Are you...all right?”
“Hell yes, I'm all right!” Diane shouted, whipping her head up and looking at the two mages on the bed with frenzied lust in her eyes. She looked half mad, as though a lifetime of repression were bursting at the seams and about to let loose a wild creature. Which, essentially, had suddenly become the truth. “Sis, you better make room, 'cause I'm taking you up on that offer! Let me at that pussy! I'll eat it all day!”
Diane pounced onto the bed and Tao obliged her with sisterly pride, moving around to Alef's back as her mistress grinned and spread her legs wide for her new lover. Diane wasted no time in crawling up to Alef, lowering her head to savagely lick at her pussy, occasionally trailing her tongue up to her clit before giving it a nibble.
Alef hissed in pleasure and leaned back into Tao, who smiled as she cradled Alef between her breasts, gently rubbing them against the sides of the beastwoman's head while her sister gleefully lashed the foxling's slit with her tongue. Alef was in heaven. She had one gorgeous slave acting as a pillow, with another using her mouth to send absolutely delicious waves of pleasure through her. She reached down and let her hands rest on the back of Diane's head, gently pushing her down into her cunt, which only seemed to enflame the archer's passions more. Diane's vigorous licking redoubled and Alef found herself reaching orgasm far quicker than she thought she would. The skills she had sought to implant into Diane certainly seemed to have taken hold!

Diane sat up from between Alef's legs, licking her lips in satisfaction before tugging at her shirt with a scowl. “Gods, why am I wearing these lame-ass clothes!” Diane said, gripping at the fabric with contempt. “It's so...drab! It's like boring was woven into a cloth that I was forced to wear! How have I never noticed this before!?”
“Don't worry...I'll help you out of them,” Alef said with a knowing smile, sitting up herself and leaning forward to slide her fingers under Diane's clothes and begin to unbutton, unfasten, and untie the various bits preventing Diane from disrobing. Alef gave the archer a wink as she worked. “Maybe after this, we can go out and find something a bit more suited to you, hmmm?”
“Fine by me!” Diane said. “I can barely stand to wear these things again, they're so dull! I need an outfit that screams who I am and what I do!”
“And what do you do?” Tao asked innocently. Diane's lips curled in what could only be called an evil grin.
“Every woman I see!” Diane said, and Tao broke into a similar grin.
Alef then yanked Diane's shirt down, exposing her breasts. Alef took only a moment to appraise them before leaning in and taking one into her mouth, causing Diane to curse loudly in surprised pleasure. Not one to be left out, Tao pressed herself against Alef's back, her hands gently rubbing the foxling's shoulders before sliding down her sides to her stomach, then up again to clasp her breasts.
“So soft...” Tao whispered, fondling Alef's breasts gently as the foxling sucked Diane's breasts in turn. Tao buried her face into Alef's neck and inhaled deeply, before simply pressing against her back, leaning on her and letting herself soak in the simple motions she was making. Alef's hands had been just as busy as her mouth, and while her teeth and tongue caused Diane to moan and groan, her fingers had managed to lift off most of the archer's remaining clothes. Alef leaned forward and let her mouth slowly work its way down to Diane's impatiently waiting vagina, her hands slowly crawling over each inch of her flesh as she did so. When it finally reached the sopping wet slit, Alef kissed it hard and deep with her tongue. She thrust it as deep as she could into Diane's tunnel, swirling it around and tasting as much of her as she could before withdrawing a bit to suck on her clitoris, then slipping two fingers into her and applying gentle pressure to a certain spot within her...
Diane was almost lost in the sheer amount of pure physical bliss Alef was giving her. She didn't know why she had never thought of this before, the woman between her legs was far more desirable, far more skilled than any of the men she had slept with in the past! She had never found so much joy and pleasure in sex before as she was having now, and that would have been true even without Alef's mental makeover. She was a lesbian. She was a lesbian! The thought of that sent a giddy jolt through her, as if to confirm for herself what she now knew, what she should've known for a while. As Alef ate her out, Diane let her mind run wild, thought of all the women she could have, thought of all the sensations...all the sex that awaited her in this new chapter of her life. Then she saw Alef slip two fingers into her and her world exploded as she received her first lesbian orgasm. Diane was only conscious of two things: the immense pleasure, and the loud scream of ecstasy she gave as she soaked Alef's hand with her juices. She saw Alef slowly withdraw her hand and taste her fingers before smiling.
“Welcome to my service, Diane.”
Then she knew only dreams for a long while.
+++
The next day proved to be quite a show for Alef. When the foxling mage arrived at the headquarters for Max's briefing on the castle assault, she was flanked by the newly transformed elven sisters. The reactions she saw that day, she would remember for the rest of her life.
Tao strode confidently alongside her mistress, head held high even as most of her new outfit was concealed by the cape wrapped around her. An outbreak of murmurs was had nonetheless, people pointing and whispering about the new makeup, hair, and even attitude of the fire mage. Given the slow changes being wrought on her before, though, the surprise wasn't quite as large as Alef thought it might be. No, the real show for the group was Diane.
If people were only a little surprised by Tao's new hairstyle, they were flat out shocked by Diane's new look. Gone were the flowing pink locks and sensible archer's garb. Now her head was shaved on either side, with her remaining long hair done up in a sleek mohawk, with the crest of pink hair on the top of her head elegantly draped over the right side of her head and the locks at the back of her head carelessly tumbling down her neck and just past the center of her shoulders. Her gloves and boots had been replaced by black leather variants, with small steel spikes ringing the edges. Her green tunic had been cut up to make a pair of hot pants, and the archer was not wearing a shirt. Instead, her leather shoulder guard now had an additional strap that acted to barely cover her breasts, which seemed somehow to have been reduced in size down to an attractive A cup. Equally inexplicably, she also seemed at least a foot taller than before, now standing as tall as Balbaroy and Zylo. Diane now also sported multiple piercings of shining metal. Several small rings, studs, and clips now graced her long ears, while her lip held a pair of very small rings. A gold nose ring connected to one of the left earrings with a fine chain, and when Diane stuck her tongue out at a gawking Lowe, Anri could see she had a tongue stud.

Alef had grown to be very, very fond of that particular piercing.
Most shocking of all were the tattoos, which were on full display thanks to the large amount of bare flesh exposed on Diane. Diane's skin was a virtual tapestry of debauchery now, every inch of skin below her neck decorated with an elaborate series of tattoos, all depicting women performing various sex acts on each other. Anri was shocked to see that she knew some of the women...they were members of the Shining Force!
On Diane's back was drawn Alef, with her head thrown back in ecstasy, each of the female Shining Force members caressing her with hands or mouth, with Diane herself eating her out. Anri was shocked to see herself in Diane's body mural, sandwiched between Diane and her sister Tao. Her lover Mae was pinning Mishaela to the ground and ravishing her. She even saw the birdwoman Amon being pleasured by Diane along her right arm. Balbaroy saw the same thing, going quickly from surprised to fuming at the lewd depiction of his wife.
“Just what is that?!” he roared, pointing, his usual cold demeanor vanishing in an instant.
“These tattoos? Mmmm. They're promises of things to come,” Diane said, giving Balbaroy a cold smile as she placed emphasis on the last word.
“You've got some sense of humor, elf. My wife would never do...what you etched onto your body.”
“Oh? Are you so sure?” Diane laughed. “...Because I'd be willing to bet I could convince her. I've never had a bird-woman before. All the feathers might make it interesting...”
“Diane, I don't know what made you think this joke would be funny, but it's not,” Amon said, shaking her head at the archer. “I'm happily married, and you know that.”
“Diane...” Alef quietly said, giving her a look. “...Is this really the time?”
“Listen to your friend, Diane,” Balbaroy said, eyes narrowing. “I have precious little patience with the sort of thing you joke about.”
“Now, Balbaroy, calm down,” Torasu said, laying a hand on the birdman's side, the diminutive healer unable to reach his shoulder. “Diane's clearly not herself right now. People deal with stress in strange ways when it gets to them, and--”
“I didn't fight across two continents and get turned into stone to put up with this,” Balbaroy said. “Not now. Not when we're almost done.”
“Balbaroy, you know Diane!” Torasu whispered. “You know what she's really like!”
“I'm not the Diane you knew. I'm better,” Diane said, keen elven ears picking up the words with ease as she crossed her arms with a languid smile.
“Er...Diane...just because you got a few new piercings and tattoos...even a new outlook, that's no reason to treat your friends this way,” Amon said, her voice strangely uncertain. She was about to say more, but Diane cut her off with another peal of laughter.
“You haven't even seen all of my piercings.” Diane winked as she leaned forward, placing a hand on the wall next to Amon's head. “But I'd be glad to show you, you know...”
“Diane, that's enough!” Alef snapped. The aggression she had planted in Diane was strong, overriding the need to obey Alef's suggestion from a moment ago. Apparently, Alef would have to clearly order Diane if she wanted to be sure to have her obedience. She lowered her voice to a whisper, so small that only an elf's ears could hear it. “If the Dragon wakes, all the fun stops.”
Diane scowled, turning away from Amon, though remaining very close to her. “Whatever,” she said, pulling back a little from Amon. The second Balbaroy looked elsewhere, though, she deftly slipped a hand underneath Amon's breastplate and gave a light squeeze and a wink, before turning and walking away. Amon gasped and blinked, not sure whether she was more surprised Diane had dared to fondle her with so many people around...or surprised she had let her. The touch had been... far more pleasant than she thought it would.
“Comrades!” Alef shouted, clapping her hands to draw attention to herself and away from the outrageous archer. “Tao and I have a quick announcement to make, then we can get back to planning how to save our world! Tao?”
Tao looked around the group, all eyes on her as she smiled and spoke.
"I'm a lesbian! And I'm in love with the woman who helped me realize who I really was!” Tao shouted, punctuating her words by turning to Alef and wrapping her arms around her, planting her mouth firmly against hers and kissing her deeply. The assembled Shining Force was stunned for a few moments, before Anri and Mae slowly began clapping. It wasn't long before everyone else joined in. The news was surprising to most, but Tao was well liked, even accounting for her recent coldness to everyone but Alef. Most were just glad she seemed to be happy now.

Diane's following announcement was less well received, though whether this was because of her earlier outburst or her new demeanor was uncertain. “Guess what, bitches and brutes?” Diane sang out, stepping forward and putting her hands on her hips. “I'm a lesbian too! But unlike my sister, I'm not tied down or anything! The ladies out here, you see something you like? Talk to me...” Diane licked her lips and smiled. “I'll fuck your brains out!” “
Y'know, y'might not think much of our smarts, but I don't think anyone really needed that little announcement,” Lyle said in his usual drawl. “It's sorta spelled out right there on your skin, innit?”
“Oh fuck off, Lyle,” Diane said, scowling as she crossed her arms. “Let me have my big reveal.”

“You've had it and more, Diane,” Anri said, finally deciding to weigh in. “Now is time for more pressing business. It's time to plan war.”
Announcement made, Max and Nova hastily tried to get everyone back on topic as to the more pressing matter of the war. Diane, Alef, and Tao took their usual places in the hall, though some noted both Diane and Tao had a hard time keeping their hands off of the mage. More than once an elven hand snuck under robes to caress, tickle, or fondle when the sisters thought no one was looking. Eventually the commotion died down.

As some semblance of order returned to the briefing, Amon found her mind wandering to Diane's tattoos over and over, and that single, pleasantly warm touch on her breast...
+++
“What in Hades is going on with Diane and Tao?!” Mae fumed, trotting restlessly back and forth. She, Anri, and Max were gathered in the headquarter's optimistically-called 'war room'. In reality, it was just an empty store room that Nova had set up a large table in, and had decorated with the various maps and lists that were necessary to plan strategy. It served well enough for that.
“I don't know,” Max said, arms crossed as he looked down at the map of Runefaust Castle spread out on the table. “I do know that they couldn't have possibly picked a worse time for their little personal makeover...we hit Ramladu tomorrow, whatever happens. We HAVE to.” The leader of the Shining Force sighed and rubbed his eyes. “This is...Some of this is probably my fault. Tao...she was...interested in me, and I...”

“Max...” Anri said, laying a hand on the swordsman's shoulder. “I doubt it's that. Tao's always been a little emotional, but she's strong at heart. And I can't imagine you let her down in any other way than easy.”

“I don't know,” Mae said, scowling. “Some women, they get slighted, they go crazy lashing out at everyone, or go to the ends of the earth to prove 'how little it affects them.' Never thought Tao was one of those, but...”

“Mae,” Anri cut in again, looking at the knight evenly. Mae shook her head and went silent as Anri continued. “Tao wasn't one of those. And neither was Diane. I'm not sure what is going on exactly, but I'm no longer starting to buy the explanation of stress or personal exploration for these changes. They're just too drastic.”

“Well, what else could it be?” Max asked, looking over to Anri. “Some plot of Darksol's? Why would he bother giving Diane and Tao an extreme new fashion sense and a sudden sexual reawakening? It's not his style.” Max smiled bitterly. “If this was Darksol, we'd be seeing masks on Diane and Tao...not collars.”
Anri and Mae looked at each other for a moment, not missing the reference to Max's deceased brother Kane. Anri spoke quickly to head off the tangent.
“No, it wouldn't be Darksol...or Ramladu...” Anri said, biting her lip. “I'm not sure who it would be. Maybe it's not even a who, maybe it's a what. We've traveled so far and to so many places...Maybe Diane and Tao accidentally triggered some curse or were affected by a time-delay enchantment?”
“Is that possible?” Mae asked. Anri nodded vigorously.
“I've seen a lot of strange things during my time in the Manarinan Academy. There's any number of things that could be happening to Tao and Diane.”
“But all of them are magical?” Max asked.
“Yes,” Anri said, her hands tightening a little on her staff. “Not a single explanation for this I can think of doesn't involve magic...unless it really is just the stress getting to them.” Anri looked over to Max, who shook his head and ran a hand through his hair.
“Well...there's nothing to do about it now. We don't have time to look too far into it, and if it doesn't interfere with their fighting, we can afford to ignore it. Diane's outfit is...functional enough in battle, and Tao uses magic, so it doesn't matter what she wears.”
“Max...” Mae said, looking to the swordsman. “You saw what almost happened between Balbaroy and Diane. If I didn't know better, I'd say Diane was trying to pick a fight. Unit cohesion can't...”
“I know, Mae, I know. But we're too close. Issues about discipline, clothing, and behavior don't matter much now. No matter what's happening with Tao and Diane, it cannot be as dangerous and important as Darksol. Tomorrow we strike at Ramladu. The day after, Darksol himself, if things go well.” Max put a hand on Mae's shoulder. “We just have to keep it together for two more days. With a little luck, Torasu is right, and they're just dealing with the pressure in an unconventional way.” Max offered Mae a sly smile as he glanced at Anri. “They wouldn't be the only ones, I think."

Anri and Mae looked at each other and bit their lips almost in unison at that remark. Max's expression did not change.
“Anyway, I think that will be all,” Max said, looking once more at the battle-map spread across the table. “Get some rest. When all this is over, we'll get to the bottom of this, I promise you. But if Dark Dragon rises again, then it won't matter who's sleeping with who. Because it'll be in coffins."
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