[Feminization, Brainwashing]

"Yes! Yes! More, Master! Smash into me and make me yours!"

"You were so seductive just a moment ago, but all it takes to make you squeal is a little taste of your favorite cock. I love that about you, Slut Enchantress!"

"Aaah, Master, you spoil me! It's only because you remade me in your perfect image!"

Those were the words that woke Pure Vanilla Cookie, whose last memories were the visage of a familiar foul foe towering over him and then delivering him a swift defeat. Even with the aid of the Soul Jam that was still with him after he reawakened his powers, he wasn't able to put up a sufficient defense. He was completely and utterly defeated...

And the sounds around him were preventing him from sleeping peacefully after that defeat. Though his body was still weakened after what he had experienced, he was able to open his eyes and look up at what was happening around him. Maybe he'd get a clue as to who had defeated him in such a swift manner... Or who was making that intimate noise...

What the Vanilla Monarch hadn't expected was the sight of a familiar woman towering over him, all while a rather slick looking shaft was pushing into her very visible folds. As far as he could tell, he was currently looking up at Dark Enchantress Cookie. A woman that had once been a dear friend of his, before everything went to hell. And yet here she was. Being rammed straight into, not unlike the times where she roped him into experimenting a little during those tender days. And the young man who was busy fucking her... He didn't seem familiar to him, though it also wasn't hard to tell that he was some form of human. Which only served to make this entire experience even worse.

"W-What is the meaning of this..!?" Pure Vanilla Cookie cried out, as he tried to get out of his current predicament. But the lingering damage as well as the world around him being a lot stickier and thicker to move through made that impossible. All that he could do was stare straight up, wincing as more of those sexual juices dripped down and nearly fell onto him.

The intimacy above him did not stop, not even as he made his current state apparent to the two lovers. Though that didn't stop them from reacting to him either. "Aahhh, Pure Vanilla Cookie. Good to see you're awake. How's the Dough? I made sure that it was strong enough to hold you, because otherwise Master wouldn't be very satisfied..." The human sized woman that looked disturbingly akin to the Dark Enchantress Cookie chuckled, all while pushing herself closer to the man she called her Master."

"Master..? W-Who are you, and what did you do with her!? What did you to tame her!?" Pure Vanilla Cookie shouted up at the blonde young man that was currently hilted down to the base inside of the villainous woman. Even if he was stuck here, he could express his bewildered anger at the one he thought was responsible.

"Tame her? That's underselling it a bit." The blonde young man said as he grabbed ahold of her tits, squeezing them as a bit of her arousal-fueled milk drooled down onto the dough that had trapped Pure Vanilla Cookie. "I remade her. I baked her in one of the Witches' ovens and made sure that she'd pop out just as I liked her. Fueled by her own sensuality and truly devoted to the one that made her. None of that rebellious streak that would've caused her to be a problem. Just pure lust and love for me. Just like what'll happen to you, Pure Vanilla Cookie." He said, licking his lips. "And the name of your Master to be, for the record, is Deltas. You better remember it, because once you've been baked inside that oven, you'll be just as driven as her. And the chance you'll learn anything else will rapidly drift towards zero."

The horror on Pure Vanilla Cookie's face grew even stronger as he became increasingly aware of what he was trapped in. Not only that, but he could now very clearly smell the scent of all the sexual fluids that had soaked into it. It wasn't just any ordinary piece of dough that was keeping him trapped. It was a dough that was akin to the Ultimate Dough, the kind that had turned his old friend into the Dark Enchantress. Which meant that if he was put into one of the Witches' ovens while still stuck inside it... There was no guarantee that he would keep any part of himself.

"Release me! You don't know what powers you're playing with!" Pure Vanilla Cookie pleaded, even as the intimate act above was still occuring. Even as the humanized visage of his former friend turned enemy continued to spew more and more of her juices down upon him. "Enchantress, please! Just this once, listen to me!"

"Why would I listen to somebody who's nowhere near as handsome or as powerful as my Master?" Slut Enchantress cried out, gasping as she trembled more and more. The pleasure was getting to her. She could barely even stay standing after having her Master fuck her this much. "Master is the only person I'll ever listen to. He has been the one to tame me, and he will be the one to take advantage of all these powers still brimming within me, after I was rebaked inside the Ulti-Slut Dough!"

"She's right." Deltas said with a grin, all while looking down upon the awfully tasty feminine-coded cookie laying in the middle of that still-inert Ulti-Slut Dough. "She's all mine. And you'll be mine too, Pure Vanilla Cookie. Once that dough has soaked up all of our juices, and it's been enchanted by Slut Enchantress' special spell, your time will be up. You'll end up inside that oven, and you'll pop out in such a better form. I can already imagine how wide your hips will be, and how little I'll have to do to make you cum..!"

Pure Vanilla Cookie was already suffering from a bout of pure despair as everything was beaming down on him. But the fact that he couldn't do a thing to fight back against this, the fact that they weren't going to listen to him, it was all starting to make him lose more and more of his will to fight back. Even if he could try and pour his power out through the dough and maybe try to use it for something that could fight back against these two... All that would result in would be the smells overwhelming him.

In fact, the smell was getting worse. He could smell the cum, the pussy juice, the feminine cum, all of it swirling around and basting him with their potency. He wanted to pry himself free from this proverbial prison, but his body was trembling thanks to all the damage that the Slut Enchantress had piled onto him when she had captured him. All that he could do was just keep on smelling all these scents. Keep on letting it swirl into him, causing his cheeks to flush as his robes grew tighter. He didn't like any of this. But it just kept growing within him. There was nothing that he could do to stop this pleasure from swelling within him.

"He's about to be done, Master. Do you want me to finish him off before we stuff him into the oven?" Slut Enchantress asked in between one of her moans, leaning up and pecking Deltas on the cheek to make sure that he would finish off and fill her with all the batter that they needed to truly bake him.

Deltas' just smirked as he felt that kiss, shoving his cock deeper into his beloved slut and releasing the contents of his rather hefty looking testicles as her stomach started to bloat out ever so slightly thanks to the sheer quantity of cum that was being poured into his slut. "Do as you need, Slut Enchantress. Just make sure that he doesn't end up making the Oven blow up like last time. It took forever to figure out how to fix it."

Slut Enchantress giggled. Well, that had indeed been her fault. But it wouldn't happen again. Not while she was there. Not while she had the means to make sure it wouldn't happen. To that end, and once her Master had pulled out of her, she squatted right over the Ulti-Slut Dough that had been prepared ahead of time, which had already soaked in so many of those wonderful juices and liquids that it needed to be properly prepared for a turn inside the Witches' oven.

"Here, Pure Vanilla Cookie. Your very last meal as a cookie. I hope you enjoy it." Slut Enchantress chuckled in a much more erotic fashion than one that was filled with malice, all while she spread her lower lips with her fingers as that concentrated glaze poured right out of her pussy. It wasn't just a small amount of it either. It was a proverbial river, at least to somebody the size of Pure Vanilla Cookie. It utterly and completely smothered him as it sank into the dough and allowed it to thicken out nicely. So much so that it looked like he was stuck in between a set of rather voluptuous asscheeks...

Pure Vanilla Cookie tried to resist the sludge of cum that was pouring down on him. But he couldn't. It just drowned him and pushed him deeper into the dough, all while it rose and got nice and firm and ready to be shoved straight into the oven. All while he was being soaked in that sticky substance, his body trembling with every moment that passed. He was getting dangerously close to climaxing, and he hadn't even truly been baked yet. It was like torture for somebody like him, who was supposed to be pure...

Deltas chuckled a little as he watched Slut Enchantress put the ass-shaped Ulti-Slut Dough and stuffed it straight into the oven. "I know I told you to make a new piece of dough, but I didn't expect you to take such creative liberties, Slut Enchantress."

"Why not have a little bit of fun? He was an old friend anyway, why not give him one last taste of the cheeks he enjoyed back in the day?" Slut Enchantress chimed back as she squeezed her own asscheeks, giggling as she spread them and exposed her other hole. "You still want to have fun too, don't you, Master?"

Deltas didn't need to answer her, slamming his cock straight into the slutty former Cookie's hole, all while the oven started to bake the dough that contained that wonderful feminine Cookie. Letting the cum from a human and the juices of a slut truly transform him and fix him.

Pure Vanilla Cookie was gasping and panting. The heat was causing the cum to sink into him completely. Making it harder and harder for him to think as it was making his form swell just like he was part of the dough. He could feel his robes trembling as they tried to contain him, but they wouldn't last. Not if he was going to grow much larger.

He wanted to curse the young man that had done all of this. Not only had fate conspired to allow Dark Enchantress Cookie to be free again, but then it decided to allow her to fall prey to somebody that wasn't even a part of their conflict. Seeing her submit to him like that was making his heart ache. Because he didn't want her to be with somebody else... Because he didn't... want...

Pure Vanilla Cookie's cheeks flushed as his mind now focused on that blonde young man. His nethers were growing hotter and hotter with every moment that passed with that young man on his mind. He wanted him. He needed him. But he had only just met him, and he had been the one to cause so much trouble. So why would his mind force him to feel this way?

His body trembled as he thrust forward, causing a bit of the cum that hadn't yet soaked into him to squirt upward. All while he felt his manhood slowly shrinking. Slowly being swallowed up by the sheer thickness of his hips. He wanted to make use of his body. He wanted to submit it. And the more that need started to fill him, the more he got turned on.

"N-No... M-Master..." The purest monarch was crying out weakly as the last few droplets of seed were soaked into the dough as well as him, causing him to moan more and more as his mind filled with Deltas. Deltas, Deltas, Deltas. Nothing but that young man that had blessed him with his cum was able to take root inside his mind. The purity of his mind became pure obsession, as his thrusts intensified more and more.

"Master.. ! Master..! MASTER..! MASTER! MASTERRRR!" Pure Vanilla Cookie cried out as his thrusts became utterly frantic, only for those very same thrusts to make him sink deeper into the Ulti-Slut Dough, letting him get swallowed by the warmth that surrounded him and make him cry out in even more delight.

All while his Master was completely busy fucking his former friend-turned-enemy-turned-slut, ramming his rod into that ass over and over as his crotch kept clapping against those dark cheeks. He had gotten quite used to Slut Enchantress' perfect holes, which made it hard for him not to ram straight into them again and again and again.

"He should be done soon, Master! Should we stop, so he can see what he's supposed to enjoy?" Slut Enchantress cried out in between her moans, keeping a dilligent eye on the oven. Both because she wanted to see what Pure Vanilla Cookie would end up like once he popped out of that horny dough, and partly because she had to make sure it didn't blow up again.

Deltas' response to her question was to simply push his cock as deep as it could possibly go, before blowing yet another load inside her. This one wasn't nearly as thick or as heavy in terms of volume, though it would certainly leave quite a trail drooling out of her hole once she tilted herself up a little and let it roll its way out.

A moan was all that left Slut Enchantress' lips as her magic activated, and the oven opened all on its own. The tray did much the same, lifting itself down onto the floor to avoid causing any troubles, all while that Ulti-Slut Dough trembled due to the contents. All while Deltas watched with a sly smile on his lips, ready to see what would pop out.

Nothing truly popped, but instead the Ulti-Slut Dough magically expanded all the way until it was a little taller than the young man that had helped pour so much erotic juice into it. Not long after that, it started to thicken and slim down at the same time, allowing a humanoid figure to form while keeping it nice and jiggly despite the fact it wasn't giving form to a female this time.

The Ulti-Slut Dough stopped shifting once Pure Vanilla's form had taken its place, and the formerly pure monarch let out a satisfied moan. For a good reason too, because there were quite a few traits that made his new slutty nature stand out. Whether it was his hair having grown a little to cover up one of his eyes like a pure slut's hair should, or his personal Soul Jam now being embedded in his belly button like a cute harem member's erotic accessory. On top of that, his former cone-shaped crown had shrunk to the point where it could barely hold a cock, much less serve as a crown even though it was very cute.

And when you looked down at his outfit, you could see the beautiful and pure white booty shorts that were struggling to stay intact thanks to his stupidly swollen rear, as well as a golden mesh that served as his own shirt which was paired nicely with a matching set of golden mesh fishnets wrapped around his thighs, the mesh patterned after the waffle cone 'crown' now on his head which also went together wonderfully with his cone-tipped high heels.

Pure Vanilla Cookie was no longer a Cookie, nor was he particularly pure. "Masterrrrr... Let Tainted Vanilla have some fun toooo..." Tainted Vanilla had been born, his hand cupping his rather humiliatingly tiny bulge as he squeezed into it while his thighs pinched together. All while he huffed up as much of his beloved Master's scent.

"Of course. There's some fun for you, right there." Deltas said, guiding his brand new slut in the direction of his fellow slut's drooling hole. A hole that immediately got kissed by the golden lips of the slutty femboy that had once been such a heroic figure...

Tainted Vanilla lapped up as much of that wonderful cum as he could, eating out Slut Enchantress in the process. Which only served to make the slut cry out in pure pleasure, not really having experienced what it would be like to have her ass eaten. It felt so good...

Deltas licked his own lips as he grabbed ahold of his new slut's booty shorts, slapping that deliciously bouncy butt to make it jiggle before shoving his cock straight into it. He had already climaxed plenty in the last little while, but he could certainly break in this new hole quickly.

Tainted Vanilla cried out in delight as he felt his Master's cock spread his hole. So much so that he pushed his face deeper into his fellow slut's crack, eating and slurping up all of the cum that was drooling out, before he reached his very first orgasm as a slut, resulting in his poor shorts getting wet as cum piddled its way out of his terribly tiny twinky tower...

Deltas grinned, looking upon both of the sluts that he had at his disposal. An Enchantress, and a Twink that was as pure a slut as Vanilla. They were both so delicious...

But he had a real sugar tooth. So even as he rammed into his newest slut, he still wanted more. And there were still many more Cookies that could be rebaked inside that Ulti-Slut Dough to give them sluttier forms.