[Brainwashing, Bunny Girl Assistant TF]

"There we go, another piece down! And he's looking really nice too, I'm sure Hato'll love it!"

The young artist, Petra, stretched a bit as she let her pen rest on her desk. She had been working hard to bring one of her friends' characters to life. The Magician, Lumiel, and his hauntingly pale form. Hidden underneath that beautiful facade was a creature that wanted nothing more than to see worlds get swallowed by Darkness.

As she got up and headed out to take a small breather, mostly so she could relax before maybe drawing more things for her friends and for herself, she gave the pale-faced Magician another look. And she smiled, because she couldn't help but feel proud. Not only had he turned out so well, but Hato had decided to trust her with something so important. It made her feel all sorts of fuzzy, when her friends trusted her to have the right eye for those kinds of characters.

That being said, he was... Well, he was rather attractive wasn't he? That's what Hato had asked for, and, well, that would certainly explain her blush. No, she couldn't lose herself in her drawings. She still had so much she needed to do. For now, she had to just go breathe, maybe get a bite to eat...

As the young lady left the room, the picture of Lumiel just sat there. Saved within the data banks. Completely unable to interact with the world at large... At least, that's what the young lady probably thought. But looks could be deceiving. Just like Lumiel's own looks were merely a way to avoid suspicion, while his true feelings were always pointed towards the destruction of the worlds that he visited...

Even now, it served as little more than a disguise. Because the pale-faced Magician's eye suddenly blinked, and a suspicious smile crept its way onto his face. All while the cursor that had been used to draw his form slowly dragged over his picture, erasing everything bit by bit...

"Aaaah... Alright, time to send this to Hato, and then-"

Petra came back into the room not long after, feeling refreshed after grabbing a drink, only to suddenly pause in shock as she looked at the canvas on her screen. "W-What? Where'd it go!? Did the program reboot while I wasn't here!?" It was like she had lost hours of progress, and all without giving Hato what she had asked for!

What was she supposed to do? She could try and trace off the picture that she had sent her as an update, but... B-But would that really work? Wasn't that kind of rude? More importantly, she'd be fighting with quality issues as a result. Oh, oh no... What was she supposed to do..?

"My my. That panic on your face. It's absolutely adorable..."

Petra trembled and gasped as she felt a smooth voice sneak its way through her ears, all while turning around to face the owner. And then she came face to face with Lumiel, that pale-faced Magician in the flesh. The sight of him was enough to shock her even more, her glasses very nearly tipping off her face as she tried to back away. "Y-You're-"

"Grateful for what you've done, Darling." Lumiel cut Petra off with a smile, as he gently tipped his hat and bowed before her. He radiated not a single speck of animosity towards the girl. If anything, his grateful words seemed to properly reflect his current mood. Especially as he then lifted his head back up and offered his hand to her. "What a beautiful young lady, able to bring such wonderful creations to life..."

Petra blushed as she took his hand. She didn't know why she took it. It was like she couldn't say no once he offered it. That, and it felt really nice to hold. It radiated the same sort of energy as the rest of him. Pure gratitude. "I-I'm... I'm not as good as you say I am, b-but I appreciate the compliments, M-Mister." What was she supposed to call something like him? Especially since she knew what he could do."

"Mister? Oh my, that's just adorable." Lumiel chuckled, before bringing Petra's hand up to his lips and planting a little kiss on the back of it. "Please. Call me Lumiel, Darling. And would you want to be called Petra in turn, or are you alright with that loving nickname?"

L-Loving? W-Wait, weren't they going a little fast? "L-Lumiel, I-" Petra tried to make him stop, only for her heart to tremble in delight as she said his name. Which just prompted her to blush even more. She was on the verge of collapsing, but the way he held her hand made it impossible for her to fall. Like he was there to keep her on her toes. Like he was there to protect her, even if she knew he was going to do anything but.

Lumiel's smile widened as he watched the artist's heart fall further and further under his way. Right before he helped her sit in her chair once more, planting a kiss on her cheek this time. "It's alright, Darling. We'll take it at your pace." He said, winking gently as he reached for a seat of his own. "On that note... There's something I'd like for you to do. Something that I'm sure you're familiar with, considering how you brought me to life with your artistic ability."

"I... W-What? What do you want..?" She was caught up in the swirl of emotion, so she didn't even really think too much about what might happen if she agreed to something like this. All she did was just look at him with a great big blush on her cheeks. M-Maybe she shouldn't help him. Maybe she should just say no. But then... Then her heart would stop beating like this. And she kinda liked the rhythm it carried. The rhythm of love...

Lumiel gently put his hand on the brooch that held his cape together. "I wish for you to draw me a little Shade. I trust that writer told you about them? My sweet little minions? They still need to be given form. And if there's anybody that I trust, it's you, Darling." He was very up front about what he wanted her to do. He was going to make her draw his minions... Which would make her complicit in anything they did, especially if they were going to come to life once she had drawn them, just as he had...

And yet the way that he looked at her, the way that he put his hand on her head and gently ruffled her hair... The way he carried himself around her in general. It was all too much to resist. So much so that when he pushed her seat towards her desk and offered her the pen she had used to draw him, she immediately started drawing once again. Letting the colors flow onto the canvas within her screen. She was inspired. And he was more than pleased with how quickly she got to work.

Slowly but surely, a Shade took form. A wicked minion with a halfway broken mask. Beyond that, the features were a lot less directly defined. It reflected that the Shades were essentially creatures that had once belonged to worlds that were independent, before being swallowed up by The Darkness. That was why each of them were marked with the Darkness' Sigil, that bright yellow insignia across their chests. That was where their power now came from. The power that kept them as part of The Darkness, eternally binding them to its service...

And as she drew it, a slight paint started to pour through her. All while Lumiel gently rubbed her shoulders and placed a kiss across her cheek. "Don't focus on that sensation, Darling. It's all natural. You should focus on bringing the Shade to life." He said, with his sweet words serving to distract her further than she already had been. All while she nodded, unaware of the yellow glow on her cheek.

The more she drew, the brighter the glow on her cheek. The more defined the sigil became. Because she had been marked. His affection was merely planting seeds inside her. And just like a Shade, she now possessed the same eye. The sensation she had felt before... It was her body trying to reject its influence. But Lumiel's treatment was making her vulnerable. It was making her unable to fight back. All while he continued to smile and watch her work.

"Serve..." Petra muttered as she watched the finished Shade take form. The Shattered Shade, otherwise known as its most basic form. The only two things that truly defined it was the half-broken mask that was covering its face, and the sigil that served as its 'heart'. She could feel the servitude that it exuded... And yet something seemed missing. "Is this... Is this what you wanted, Lumiel?" She had to ask. He was the client, after all.

"Almost." He said, kissing her on the same sigil-covered cheek once more. "Those are normal minions. I want you to bring mine to life. You know what I like, don't you?" He said, and Petra immediately nodded in a hazy manner. Which made his smile grow yet again. "Good. Then you know what to do. You've been doing so well already, Darling. I wouldn't want you to quit while you're this close to the end of it all."

With her body shivering as he continued to compliment her again and again, Petra went right back to designing the Shade that he desired. Since the basic gist of his Shades were the same as the Shattered ones, she just copied the original and made the necessary touch ups. Starting with their attire. She thought that it had to be their attire that made them feel so incomplete.

Since Lumiel was a Magician, her immediate thought was to add a leotard that made them look like they were there to be eye candy... No, to be assistants. That was why. Definitely not because she thought that she could look really pretty on stage as one of his minions... N-No, what was she thinking?

The more she worked on this, the more Petra started blushing more and more. Which was exactly what Lumiel intended. He was enjoying the sight of her falling further and further, all thanks to a few sweet words and her own actions. And he was content to watch it come to its natural conclusion...

As Petra put the finishing touches on the shading for the outfit and added a set of bunny ears that complimented the leotard and made the 'assistant' look like a bunny, the final piece that she had to adjust... It was the mask. It couldn't be shattered. No, she needed to design something that made more sense. So she started to replace it with one that wasn't shattered, one that otherwise had no features...

Before slowly drawing a set of full and plump lips sculpted onto the mask. It would be the only feature of the mask itself. Those seductive pillows. Even though the Shade couldn't talk, they would no doubt draw plenty of attention. And they even drew her attention, as her blush just grew stronger and stronger...

"You want to be like her, don't you, Darling?"

Lumiel's words slithered their way into her ear when she was at her most vulnerable, especially as he presented the lovely artist with a tube of lipstick. It looked just like any other tube, and yet she... She was still lucid enough to know that it was no good. A gift from him was no doubt extremely dangerous...

Petra looked at the tube, especially as the Magician handed it to her. She slowly started to turn it, so the lipstick could creep its way out of the tube. That pretty black color, so glossy and sparkly... Ready for her to apply it to her lips. If she did this, then there was no way for her to turn back. And yet... And yet...

Why would she want to turn back..?

The adorable artist slowly put the lipstick up to her lips, and let it gently glide across her lips. Replacing the gentle tones with that sparkly and glossy black. Plumping her lips out in the process so she could pucker them for a kiss whenever her Lumiel wanted it. All while every part of her besides her deep black lips grew paler and paler...

It wasn't just her body that was changing either. Petra's casual outfit quickly shifted, compressing and tightening until she was wearing the exact same kind of leotard as the assistant she had drawn. Her leotard, as well as her adorable bunny ears, shared the same shade of sparkly and glossy black as her lips...

And as she finished applying her lipstick, and puckered her lips while looking at her reflection in the mirror that her Lumiel happened to provide, she couldn't help but feel like she was now as she should've been. She was... She was beautiful, in every single sense of the word. And not to mention... She fit his description of a minion. His minion, which was reflected in the new shade of blue that her hair had taken...

"Lumiel..." Petra muttered, her heart aflutter as she gazed towards him. Allowing him to see just how beautiful she had become. And how her eyes had turned just as black as his, with the Darkness' Sigil covering both her cheek and her chest. She was perfect. Just as he expected her to be.

The Magician smiled, and offered her his hand once again. And she took it, letting him lift her out of that dull chair. All so she could be guided into The Darkness, never to return to the role of a mere artist that helped others.

From now on, she would serve as her Lumiel's Assistant... Forever...