[Corruption, Doll TF, Nulge]
Another day, another day. That’s really what school was to the young Yuriko Tsuki. School was boring. School had sucked for a long time actually, if she had to be honest. Because of all of the weight on her shoulders, the expectations for her to do good, she gradually started slipping. One thing led to another, and she ultimately grew disillusioned with her studies.
Today was just another day of listening to the teacher preach about the various subjects, only for the young girl to ignore them all. The only spot of sunshine, as much as she’d like to call it something else, was the girl that had approached her on the first day of second year.
Emiko Amato. That blonde idiot had gotten all up in her face during their first day of second year, and she refused to take no for an answer. She even followed her home and waited outside for her the next day. The fact she didn’t get in trouble for that was enough to convince Yuriko that maybe she wasn’t doing all of this for a joke or something.
She was still a fool, of course. That much couldn’t change. But it was because of her that she had something to look forward to during classes. Even if she didn’t care for the idiotic blonde’s attempts to make her gain more friends. Pointlessly seeking out friends was a fool’s errand.
...But school was nothing compared to what she actually did to spend her time. The real thing that had captured her heart, and the thing that made her unable to study in the long term, was the reason why she was currently walking towards a part of the city that not many people visited. For good reason too, considering the dark clouds that always seemed to hang over it.
One of her other friends had been so kind as to inform her about the strange events that had been rumored at the manor that was covered by those clouds. People disappearing and a strange growth in the ownership of dolls in the nearby area. Probably just a new trend, if you asked that friend, but…
Yuriko knew better. People disappearing, dolls turning up enmasse? There had to be a spirit behind this. If not that, then somebody was clearly abusing a spirit’s powers. And that meant that she had to get into action.
As the black-and-purple-haired student noticed how little distance remained between her and the hill that the manor was perched atop of, she made the conscious decision to walk into an alleyway, taking a deep breath as she held out her hand.
Not a second later, a staff appeared in said hand. A mostly plain staff, with a gently glowing purple orb floating right above the tip as it was surrounded by silver spikes connected to the staff itself. The medium for her power. The power that let her help those spirits…
“Appear, Mage Eclipse.”
With those soft words, the orb started glowing, covering her in energy that slowly ate away at her uniform. Blues, blacks and pinks gave way to her naked body, the gentle wind brushing against her body before the glow covered her up once more.
The energy tightened. Shifting in shape, size and color as it slowly stopped glowing. Her arms were now covered in shoulder-length sleeves that ended in a pair of delicate black gloves. Her torso was covered in a white-black-and-purple dress, with a skirt that exposed her legs while covering quite a lot of her back in the process. Her hair, formerly flowing loosely, was tied together in a miniscule ribbon, and her glasses turned into a mask that emphasized her pulsating purple eye and its forebodingly corrupt glow.
She took a deep breath as her transformation finished. Yuriko had left this world. Mage Eclipse had taken over, ready to help the spirits that just wanted a place to live in this world. And if her suspicions were correct, then she’d have to save one such spirit from the clutches of the maniac that lived atop the hill. She had to hurry as well, lest they remain abused by whoever was behind this.
Unfortunately, just as she made her way to the top of the buildings she was hiding in between, somebody else just had to have the same idea that she did…
“Magia Eclipse! So, you’re thinking what I’m thinking!”
The corruption-empowered heroine cringed as she heard that infernally cheery voice echo through her ears, as she turned around to look towards the pink-clad and pink-haired heroine on the opposite roof. “Link Love.” She muttered, gritting her teeth as that name slipped past her teeth. Of all the times that she’d show up, it had to be right now. When the situation could turn worse with her very presence.
“Go away. This spirit’s life is not yours for the taking.” Mage Eclipse said, tapping her staff against the ground. “And beyond that, would you stop it with the ‘Magia’ name? It’s Mage! How many times do I have to say it?”
The girl in pink known as Link Love jumped over to her rival’s roof, smiling still. “If the spirit’s causing trouble, then I have to do something. Otherwise, people could get even more hurt. And what’s so bad about Magia anyway, Magia?” Love asked, tilting her head ever slightly.
“Because that’s not my name. For all the times we’ve fought, I would’ve imagined that you’d pick up on that.” The purple-haired girl said, before turning towards the manor in the distance. “At any rate… If there really is a spirit behind this, I doubt it’s their work. The effects of their plans would’ve been more obvious. Think dolls walking around in the streets, rather than staying as companions for those that need them.”
Her rival giggled as she lightly jabbed her in the shoulder. “Doooooon’t worry about it. I’ll remember next time, Magia.” She chimed, before looking at the manor too. “So, the spirit’s being used?” She asked, and the staff-wielding girl nodded in response. “Alright. How’s this then? We beat up whoever’s doing this, and I promise not to touch the spirit if it promises to try and turn people back to normal. Okay?”
“Keep to that promise, Link Love. Only then will I help.” Mage Eclipse replied, agreeing to her terms in the process. As much as she hated to do so, she might just need her excessive firepower. Especially if the evildoer in question had more spirits imprisoned for their use.
The trek up to the manor was fairly uneventful, save for the many times where the corruption-wielding heroine wished that she never agreed to this alliance in the first place considering how quickly the pink-haired girl got on her nerves. But as soon as they made it to the front gate…
Both of them were quick to notice the guards beyond the gate. Dolls. Living dolls, dressed in gothic dresses, each of them armed with ornate weapons befitting of the place they guarded. That would quickly explain the rumors about people disappearing.
“Living dolls. Definitely the work of a spirit. You know what to do, Link Love?” Mage Eclipse asked as a set of ribbons started to shoot out from the orb atop her staff, looking back towards her ally…
Only to see that she had already disappeared, climbing over the gate in a matter of seconds. “...That girl is going to kill me one day, with her lack of consideration for tactics.” She muttered, as she used her ribbons to vault over the gate to join her.
“Minions of the Spirit! Fall!” Link Love cried out as she threw her arm forward, causing the bow attached to her arm to grow in size as magical ‘bolts’ loaded themselves into the unorthodox weapon, before fusing into a pulsating bolt of energy that eclipsed the size of her arm. “Love Shot!”
The dolls were quick to react, but not quick enough to avoid being shot straight on by the pink-haired heroine’s powers. It knocked them down before they could alert anybody, giving the two the entrance they needed…
“We’re working together. Please don’t move unless we’re in agreement.” Mage Eclipse asked, stepping towards the downed dolls with a curious eye.
Link Love shrugged her shoulders. “They’re minions, aren’t they? The faster we deal with them and their boss, the quicker they stop making trouble.” She argued, her usual approach of shooting first and asking questions later shining through.
“...I’m not sure they are. At least, not the minions of a spirit.” The darker-clad heroine said as she kneeled down by one of the dolls. Just by looking at them, she could feel they weren’t right. Like something else had gotten their hands on them besides a spirit…
There was only one way for her to find out. “Be wrapped up by the spirit. Bound Darkness!” Mage Eclipse cried out, sending a massive wave of ribbons out from the orb that empowered her, wrapping both of the dolls and squeezing them tight. Usually, this attack would squeeze out the purity and light of those it touched, replacing it with the darkness from her own spirit, and yet…
“Hey, they’re not doing the usual thing!” Even Link Love could see that they weren’t acting like normal minions were. Normally, when somebody like Magia inflicted damage upon a human, they’d convulse as that part of their body was converted. And if somebody else with a spirit did the same thing, the corruption would stack and result in the minion being transformed into that new spirit’s minion.
These dolls… Well, the sound that left them was cracking at best. Which meant that they weren’t corrupted. Or if they were, then the culprit wasn’t a spirit. Who or what could be behind these... And were they even normal in the first place?
“...Link Love.” Mage Eclipse said as she dismissed her ribbons, turning towards her uneasy ally with a concerned expression on her face. “You have my full permission to blast away the villain who’s done this. Even if they have a spirit in their possession, this is not something that either I or the spirits would do. It’s unforgivable.”
It wasn’t often that she acted like this. With eyes full of hate for whoever had been behind this. With a look that could best be described as pained for a loved one. It also wasn’t often that she’d see something this heinous. But that just emphasized how wrong all of this was.
“Got it. You back me up, so I can give them what for!” Link Love cried out with a grin on her face, as she rushed straight towards the doors to the manor. Whoever was behind this was going to pay for what they had done. If not because they were evil… Then because they made Magia look like this. Even if they didn’t agree on how to deal with incidents like this, she didn’t want her to look like somebody had hurt the people she loved!
She wasted no time as the energies that she had used to down the dolls returned to her bow, now coating it as she turned into a blur of that very same energy, smashing straight through the double doors leading into the manor with a loud and boisterous “WINDY HEART!” blowing them off their hinges as she made her way into the foyer.
Mage Eclipse followed right behind, her expression still grave as she made her way into the forbidden building. Looking around with her corrupted eye, trying to catch a glimpse of any spirit that might’ve been able to escape, or even a trace towards the identity of the villain.
“Why’re places like these always so dark?” Link Love asked as she dusted herself off, the energy returning to her bow as she used it as a makeshift light source, firing off a couple of bolts into the ceiling to aid that effect. “Can’t baddies just have nice and cozy places they plot in? Why do they have to keep picking places that just suffocate you with darkness?”
The corruption-wielding girl shook her head. “Because that’s what they think is nice and cozy. I much prefer a dark and comforting room to one blanketed by the light of expectations. If you’d like, I’d show you the benefits. But that would require you to actually think about the comfort that a quiet darkness can bring, and I doubt somebody like you could do that.” She muttered endlessly, insulting her partner in the process while she continued scanning the room, her eye slowly guiding her towards the ceiling…
“Well you can’t see anything in there, what’s the point of being anywhere if you can’t see?” The pink-haired heroine asked, only to notice something in front of her, causing her to blink a couple of times while holding her hand further forward to try and illuminate it…
Both of them noticed the single person that was currently occupying the foyer besides the two, though each in their own way. Link Love noticed her by seeing her actual body, while Mage Eclipse noticed the strings that kept her attached to the ceiling above.
“Ah… Visitors… You must be here to save me..?” The individual, a dark-haired nun, slowly adjusted her stance as she opened her arms for the two. “Could… Could you please cut these strings, that keep me bound to this place?” She muttered, her voice weakening with every word that left her mouth.
Something seemed off. The corruption-wielding heroine couldn’t put her finger on it, but just looking at the nun that had seemingly turned into a doll, not unlike the ones from outside.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you down!” Link Love cried out with a bright grin on her face as she shot down all those strings, letting the nun fall onto her knees just like a doll who had lost all her strings. A puppet unable to stand on her own two feet.
The dark-haired nun smiled, her head currently stuck on the floor. “Thank you, brave heroine. Would you be so kind as to help me up? I… I wish I could move on my own, but my body is hardly my own any longer. After it was turned into such delicate craftsmanship, I feel as if I could break any single part of my body should I choose to use it like I normally have…”
“Of course, of course!” The pink-haired heroine scooped her hands underneath the fallen victim, lifting her as she looked towards the exit to the manor. “I’ll just get you out first and foremost, then we’ll find the one that turned you into a doll and solve this issue faster than you can thank us!”
Mage Eclipse narrowed her eyes as she looked towards the dollified nun. Something was wrong. Why would she care about her craftsmanship if she had only been a doll for a little while? Beyond that, why would she be the only one in the foyer when there were clearly guards outside? Not only that, how did she have her consciousness still? Spirit-corrupted people weren’t even able to keep their selves, how could she?
“...Link Love. Do not take her outside.” The heroine said, as the ribbons started emerging from her staff once more. “This is a trap.” She said, making her feelings on the matter as obvious as she could. The less she minced words, the easier the pink-haired idiot understood her.
Her rival blinked a couple of times, looking towards the darker-clad girl. “Eh? What? How’s it a trap? It’s an earnest woman who’s been turned into a doll! Why wouldn’t we want to save her? Besides, aren’t you the one advocating for saving spirits anyway? Why should the victims of somebody that wasn’t a spirit not get that same treatment?”
The nun slowly closed her eyes, smiling. Ah. The spirit-fueled girl was just as clever as she had heard. This trap of hers had been sprung nicely. Not only had she managed to lure her in for the future, but she had also managed to grab one of those pesky Link Strikers. All it required was a few of her favorite outfits, but them being torn to shreds meant nothing in comparison to what she’d gain.
As the two argued amongst themselves, like they usually did whenever they couldn’t agree on the treatment of a fallen villain or the victims of said villain, the nun made her strings slowly extend from her back. Because as a doll, she didn’t need to play along to the tune of her strings. If anything, the people that would normally control her would move to the tune of hers…
Link Love. One of the Link Strikers that threatened to ruin her plans. She would make a wonderful doll. All she had to do was make her strings attach themselves to her back, and the rest would come naturally…
The pink-haired heroine huffed and puffed as she argued away with the girl with the staff. Though as she felt a little prick in her back, she wondered… why was she even doing all of this? What was the point of arguing?
Another prick came, as her thoughts ground even further to a halt. What was she doing, exactly? Why was she holding her mistress? ...Wait, mistress? Hold on, that wasn’t right, was it?
Yet another prick, and a bit of the color in her eyes faded. Yes, of course it was her mistress. Those delicate legs. Those smooth cheeks. The texture of a woman that could break should you look at her wrong. That was definitely her.
A fourth prick, and her mouth finally closed. The strings that held up her mistress had connected to her. Now she just had to wait for her orders. All while she stared straight at the girl that she had been arguing with.
“...Link Love. Put her down.” Mage Eclipse said, the glow from her corruptive orb intensifying as she pointed her staff towards her rival. “She’s the one. She’s the culprit. She’s the one who’s been turning everyone into dolls!” That was why she was so irregular compared to the dolls outside. And that was why the girl refused to see reason, because she had already fallen under her spell!
The pink-haired heroine blinked a couple of times as she obeyed her rival, putting down the nun. Or rather, just letting go of her as she remained suspended in midair, the girl utterly unaware of what she was doing.
“You’re clever, Mage Eclipse. Incredibly, brilliantly clever.” The nun said, as she slowly turned her head towards the girl garbed in darker colors. “But I’m afraid that I won’t let myself go down that easily. I must make everyone understand what they’ve done to me. What this very city has done to earn my ire. I’m sure you’d understand. What with your alliance with the spirits.”
Mage Eclipse winced as she spoke. She could empathise with that motive. But she couldn’t agree with it. “Who are you, doll? Why would you go through all of this effort?” She asked, as she twirled her staff ever slightly, causing ribbons to emerge from the tip. Powerful ribbons, ready to bind her target. “If you answer with honesty, my Bound Darkness will show mercy.”
The nun dusted herself off, before putting her hands over her heart. “I am Kiana Kurosawa. You may also have heard of me as the Herald of Paradise, or the Fallen Purity. Under my gaze, everyone will become dolls. Every single soul, never to harm one another ever again.” She said, closing her eyes as she snapped with both of her hands.
Every single door in the foyer shot open. Several more dolls, all of them clad in deep black latex compared to the gothic dressed ones outside, emerged from the different entranceways. All of them lacking weapons, preferring to go with their hands instead. Perhaps because they were little more than minions.
“Fallen Purity..!” Mage Eclipse’s eyes lit up with fire once more. She had definitely heard of that name. It was a name the spirits whispered about. A name that spelled trouble. Which meant that she had to show no mercy. “BOUND DARKNESS!” She cried out as her ribbons shot forth, intending on binding the mastermind right then and there.
Unfortunately, this was when Link Love decided to move. The pink-clad heroine stepped in the way of the ribbons, which quickly wrapped around her and squeezed down on her, trying to corrupt her like they usually would upon grabbing her.
The strings in her back had other plans. Fueling her with the nun’s will, they hijacked the ribbons and caused them to shred apart, preventing the heroine from corrupting her. In her place, they would corrupt the girl into something more fitting for her new mindset.
A single moan left the pink-haired heroine as the darker ribbons moved up her body, slowly but surely covering every inch. Only for her body to move as it if hadn’t been bound, the ribbons melting away to reveal her new body underneath…
It was just as jet black as the other dolls. She was now decked out in latex from head to toe. Or was that latex her actual body, considering the visible indents that showed doll joints? It wasn’t easy to tell.
The task of figuring out what had happened to her got even harder as the strings poured more corruptive energy into her, causing the latex to alter in shape ever slightly. A frilly dress formed on top of her blackened body, one that reached all the way down to her feet. A gothic layered dress, just as black as the body that wore it. A contrasting, yet complimenting set of flavors…
“Behold, Mage Eclipse. Purity.” Kiana said as she walked towards the newly transformed Link Love, putting her hands on her gothic-dressed body and slowly rubbing her hand across her smoothed out body, taking good care not to skip the joints themselves, giving them a good squeeze as her doll minion let out a muffled moan. “She’s happy like this. Happy to be under the control of a doll. A doll that knows to obey. A Good Girl.”
Another muffled moan echoed from the doll’s ‘lips’, as something started poking out from the converted girl’s crotch. A subtle bulge. “Good Girls receive rewards for their services.” The nun said, as she flicked her hand ever slightly, causing a pair of strings to attach themselves to the converted girl’s fingers letting them be guided down towards that bulge…
Mage Eclipse winced as she watched her rival squeeze into the orb-shaped spot on her body. Repeatedly. Futile squeaks echoing forth, as moan after moan echoed forth. “Stop! STOP!” She cried out, as she lashed out with more of her ribbons. Anything to stop this perverse and humiliating display..!
Just as they flew towards the nun that had done all of this, Link Love’s hand snapped to attention and grabbed them mid flight, while using the other hand to play with her bulge. Another squeeze of both the ribbons and the bulge was enough to make her squirm in excessive pleasure, while also turning those very same ribbons into nothing but shreds.
“Good Girl.” Kiana whispered into her doll’s ear, while smiling as her other minions encroached upon the staff-wielding girl. “Very soon, you’ll be a Good Girl as well, Mage Eclipse.” She mused, as she wrapped her arms around her minion and leaned across her shoulder.
Mage Eclipse grit her teeth as she tried to summon more of her ribbons to blow the dolls away, but all that earned her was the lot of them grabbing her ribbons mid-flight, yanking on them from all directions and causing them to wrap around her in the process instead. Her own attack was used against her...
“L-let go! Come to your senses!” She cried out as she looked at all those black-clad girls, squirming within her own ribbons. Surely she could do something to break them free. Surely she could corrupt them into her servitude, to turn all of this around..!
Her words didn’t reach them. Far from it. The more she tried to shout at them, the harder they tightened the bindings around her, each of them also reaching down towards their own obvious bulges as they rewarded themselves. They didn’t need to hear the obvious from their mistress…
“They cannot hear you, Mage Eclipse. They’re Good Girls. They listen and obey. You will too, but in a form that better suits you. One that can bring out your inner potential as well as your purity.” Kiana said, as she moved her hand into the air, causing a different set of strings to lower…
Mage Eclipse looked as a nun-shaped doll was lowered from the ceiling, hanging by the same strings that controlled every other doll. The main difference between it and the ones around her was the fact that it seemed almost a little… hollow. Like it was missing something.
Once it reached the floor, a shiver ran down her spine. It opened up, revealing that it indeed was hollow on the inside. And as luck would have it, her body fit inside it perfectly. Even with the bindings. Thus, it was no surprise that it started approaching her, a dark energy seeping out from within.
“Don’t-” Was all that managed to leave her lips before it snapped shut around her, trapping her within. The ribbons that held her captive were cut at the same time, leaving her limbs to fit perfectly into that doll. Though not without some comfort issues, given the joints that were digging into her arms and legs.
Kiana smiled as she walked closer to the girl shut within the doll, slowly stroking the face that looked almost identical to her own. “Such a beautiful and pure vessel for you. You’ll understand everything in due time. But until then, you’ll be staying in there.”
Her gentle voice echoed through that snapped-shut doll, bouncing around without a chance for the young girl trapped inside to have a moment of peace. All she could do was listen. Listen well, and absorb everything…
All while the body she was stuck inside slowly reached towards her crotch, the nun’s hidden bulge hidden beneath her habit as she slowly squeezed into it. Sending a small shock of pleasure straight through the girl within the doll, the first of many yet to come.
Mage Eclipse could only stare straight into the nun’s eyes, her heart growing weaker in the face of her fate…
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“Magia. Is it time?”
Standing atop the roof of the manor that they had both been lost to were the figures of Link Love and Mage Eclipse. However, their forms had been twisted. changed by their time within the manor. Not that either of them would complain about the way they now looked.
“It is. Mother wants us to spread purity. I trust in Mother.” The normally dark clad girl said, her body still trapped within the nun doll. Thorough training and thorough care had made her accept this outer shell as her true self, to the point where she couldn’t imagine herself in any other way.
Her partner was not just covered in black latex at this point. It was part of her now. Part of who she was at heart. Which meant that it was never going to come off. Not that she minded. She had plenty of stuff to do with this wonderful form. The form that her Mistress had given her.
“Does that mean I can play with them? Can I turn them into dolls like me? Will you call me Good Girl?” Link Love said repeatedly, her hands already drifting down towards her favorite spot…
Only for her nun partner to grab her by that same bulge and gently squeeze into it herself, bringing a moan from the latex-like doll’s “lips”. “You’re already a Good Girl. But you can be an even better girl if you do a good job.” She whispered into the doll’s ear, causing her to squirm in return.
The city would soon come to understand the meaning of Purity, thanks to the corrupted forms of two of its greatest heroines...