[Brainwashing, Corruption, Geisha TF]

The City of Mimoto. A city plagued by a constant assault by various Monsters that just wanted to be free and be allowed to do whatever they wanted, and protected by the armored Heroine that did everything to make them open their eyes and not be as selfish. And yet despite the trouble that was clear and obvious on the surface, there were still many more problems bubbling underneath.

"So, that's who she's meant to be? That young girl..?"

One of those problems stemmed from the presence of Oyabun Kazutora Mizuki. The head of her own little family of troublemakers, and a woman that had rooted deep into all of Mimoto. If she wanted, she could serve as a great challenge to Atlas Corp's authority, all thanks to how much people owed her whether they realized it or not. But right now, there was one thing that she had her eyes on...

Jõtaider Mimoto, the protector of the city. She had learned of her identity as Mikai Fushimi just recently, and it honestly amused her that a girl that small and spunky could be the one to beat back Golden Freedom over and over again...

"I wonder..." Kazutora muttered as she gently rubbed her cheek. What would happen if she stripped her away? What would happen if she was removed from this role that she had picked? Would the fighting intensify? Or would it all come to an end that benefitted the citizens?

Honestly, she was not too interested in the consequences. No, she was much more interested in having the girl all for herself. After all, she loved having yet another powerful girl under her thumb. And she had plenty of those, many that had been turned into her loyal minions after thorough training and personal tender time...

"Ichi. Ni. San."

Three identical geisha suddenly appeared in front of their Oyabun, each bowing their heads as they stood before their Mistress. While their former identities were all but scrubbed away due to Kazutora's treatment, they were still some of her greatest minions. And her most favorite playthings as well. Which was why she kept them so identical. So she'd have a hard time keeping one of them as her favorite.

"What do you wish of us, Mistress?" They even spoke in unison, as they gazed upon their Mistress. "Who do you want eliminated? Who must meet with you to understand what power you hold? You need only say the word, and we'll make your dreams come true." This was hardly the first time they were being put to this kind of use. And they were more than happy to follow these kinds of orders. All because of the praise that was levied in their direction upon a successful task...

Kazutora smiled as she pulled a picture out from the inner side of her kimono, presenting it to her three identical geisha. It was a picture of Mikai, taken a few days earlier by another minion that she used for scouting. "Find MIkai Fushimi. And make her mine." She gave them a simple command, before letting the picture drift from her fingertips...

She knew that they didn't need more guidance. It was why the picture burst into flames moments after it left her fingertips. And indeed, the three didn't need to repeat their commands either. They merely bowed their heads before disappearing. Because they knew exactly how to please their Mistress.

Now all she had to do was wait. And then the three would bring her yet another adorable girl to add to her harem of minions...

---

Another day, another problem to solve. At least, that's what Mikai thought as she headed down the streets of Mimoto. Honestly, she was feeling pretty good. Sure, she now had to contend with an enemy in that Jõtaider, Kanzei, but she was still more than ready to take on anything that got in her way. All for the sake of reaching out and helping the ones that needed it. Especially now that Agatha had opened her heart to her, even if the girl didn't realize that the little mouse was supposed to be her.

So really, she was more than ready for anything. No matter what kind of Jõtaijin got made, no matter what that Jõtaider might do. She was ready. She could probably punch her lights out if she so desired. But only if she kept being mean and tried to disable her powers again. Otherwise, she'd knock her down and offer her a hand as well. They were supposed to be on the same side, after all...

"My my. She truly is as adorable as our Mistress says." "Running along with a bright look in her eyes." "And with such a cute smile as well, how quaint..."

Mikai blinked as she suddenly heard three voices call out to her from a nearby alleyway, a soft blush working its way onto her cheeks. Right there, barely hidden from the light of the sun above, were three rather seductive looking Geisha. She was familiar with their kind due to the various interests that Tsubasa had, but to see them in person... It was quite something.

"Uhhh... Do you three mean me?" She asked, deciding to step into the alleyway. She probably should be careful, but it's not like they were actively trying to hurt her. At least not at the moment. Maybe if they did something worse, she'd get on the defensive.

The three Geisha giggled as they each hid their expressions behind their respective fans. "Who else would we be talking to, Mikai?" They each said in turn, and almost vanished from the girl's vision in the process. By the time she blinked and realized what happened, she was now surrounded by the three women. All while she could catch a whiff of something in the air.

"H-How do you know my name?" The young girl muttered with a bright blush on her cheeks, as she tried to stagger away from them. She didn't want to be left open to their tricks... Whatever tricks they were using... She really should've been on her guard, but her natural curiosity served to be her undoing.

Ichi, Ni and San each continued to giggle as they got closer to the girl, even as she tried to raise her arms in a protective manner. Each of them looked just... more beautiful than anything Mikai had ever seen before. They were even more beautiful than Yumeko, and that was really hard to do...

"Names travel fast, dear Mikai." The three whispered as they leaned close, with two of them gently caressing her shoulders as the last started to caress her thigh. "Especially when that name belongs to a heroine that's as adorable as you..."

"A-Adorable?" There was something about the way that the three Geisha spoke. Something about them that made her blush a lot more than usual. "I-I'm... A-Am I really that adorabl... W-Wait, I'm... I'm not supposed to be that known..." Sure, there had been an initiative to try and get Mimoto's identity out there. But the finer details hadn't come to light...

It was really hard to tell the three apart. Especially since their natural scent was so intoxicating. It was making her head spin. And it made her look at their bodies... Their kimonos... Were they always meant to be so revealing? It's like they just barely covered up enough of their torsos to keep nice and warm, while at the same time exposing their thighs and the very long knee socks they wore. Such... Such nice...

Mikai grew weaker and weaker, until she heard a roar in the back of her mind just as two of the Geisha tried to rub their hands up against her face. "I-I won't let you do anything to me..!" She cried out, as flames started to cover up her body. Weak flames. Much weaker flames than usual...

Ichi, Ni and San each backed away while keeping their fans in front of their face, to hide their wide and confident smiles. As if they knew exactly how to handle a girl like her. How to overpower her and render her as little more than their toy.

"Henshin..!" Mikai cried out as the warm armor of Flame Lion coated her form, though it seemed to be steaming and smoking. Probably due to her current state of mind. "I don't want to hurt you, but you're not going to get away with... w-whatever it is you're trying to do..! She shouted, a certain air of uncertainty hovering around her...

Even though she said that, she didn't stop them from approaching. Especially as the smell that left their forms grew stronger and stronger. Even more so as the two in front suddenly put their fingers right underneath her chin...

"You really want to fight us? It's so adorable that you think you have a chance..." They said in unison, all while the third Geisha grabbed ahold of her hips and started to whisper into her ear. "But we can give you a chance to experience something that you wouldn't be able to if you weren't an adorable heroine..."

Something about being held by them, whether it was in a slight way like the two fingers currently resting under her chin, or the hands currently resting on her hips... It all served to lower Mikai's defenses more and more. "S-Something... J-Just for heroines..?" She knew that she shouldn't try to play into their hands. And yet she couldn't really resist. This scent... It was stroking her curiosity, and making it harder and harder to think...

The Geisha all giggled in unison as the two in front stepped closer once again, before grabbing ahold of her hands and forcing her to wrap her arms around them. Which, in turn, forced her to press her nose up against their bodies. Their big bodies that were so, so much prettier than they had any right to be.

As soon as Mikai was pressed up against the two Geisha's bodies, she could feel the scent intensifying. And only then did she realize what kind of scent it was. It was... An Aphrodisiac. But were they supposed to be that strong? Hiro had some at home, and that didn't make her nearly as dizzy or left her nearly as drained...

"S-Stop... Stop..." Mikai muttered in a haze. She wanted them to stop. But at the same time, why would she want them to stop? It felt so good to inhale their smell... She could better understand their bodies this way, as her hands started to wander...

Only for those hands to be gently guided onto the hips of the Geisha in front of her, each of them giggling at the same time. "How bold... You truly are adorable, if you're trying to court us like this." They all whispered into her ears, their words bouncing all around inside her head. No matter how much she tried to resist, it was harder and harder to ignore what they were saying.

"N-No, I... I..." Mikai's words got weaker and weaker. She... She didn't really want to court them, did she..? S-She... She had Yumeko, and she had... She... She...

It was so difficult to think straight. All while they pressed up against her like this. All while she was pressed into them. All while the aphrodisiac clouded her mind more and more, as a faint trail of cum started to roll down the side of her thigh. She... She wanted to... To...

Mikai let out a faint cry as she made a wet spot on the ground below, having lost complete control. She was cumming. And she couldn't stop either. Once she had started to climax, the moans just kept pouring out. All while the three Geisha continued to trap her in between them. Not allowing her to catch her breath or relax even for a moment...

"Adorable..." She could hear all of them speaking in unison. It even felt like they were multiplying. Or maybe the aphrodisiac was making her hallucinate that there were more than there really were. Either way, she couldn't fight back against them. Even if she was supposed to be so much stronger than they were...

As the afterglow of her climax settled in, her armor vanished. Not just that, she was left completely and utterly naked. Her will had been subverted in such a way that she was utterly vulnerable. They could do anything to her, and she wouldn't be able to lift a finger to fight back...

Ichi, Ni and San all giggled in turn, with one of them pulling a rather large Obi out from behind her. How she had managed to hide that fabric was anybody's guess, but Mikai certainly didn't question it. She just stared, trembling in anticipation over what else they might do to her.

Mikai panted as she felt one of them wrap that Obi around her, making sure to tie a lovely little bow right above her butt. It gave her absolutely no modesty... But it made her feel like she was theirs. Even more so than their scent had done. So much so that she ended up falling onto her knees once the Obi had been tied around her, leaving her to look upon them all with a pleading look in her eyes. She wanted them to do so much to her. She wanted them... She... Ah...

All she could do was listen to their giggles, and let their feet press against her. She was so much smaller than them, especially when she was on her knees like this. So they could easily let their slender socks slide along her body, sending more and more shocks of pleasure through her. Sending so much delight through her, as the puddle that had formed from her juices grew wider and wider.

She couldn't even really register that their socks were coated in aphrodisiac. So everywhere they rubbed... Every little inch of her body that got this treatment, was forced to soak up that horrendous concoction. Which made her spiral further and further, right up until the moment they pushed their feet against her face.

Mikai was being stepped on. By three women that she had never met before. By three Geisha that a heroine like her should be able to fight back against. And yet just having them push their feet against her like this... It broke her. She let out a weak mewl of a moan, all while the juices gushed beneath. And the gushing just wouldn't stop. She was forced to just... Sit there, with her body trembling further and further.

She couldn't move an inch on her own. All because of the aphrodisiac that had become part of her. And as such, all she could do was just listen to the giggling Geisha, as each of them reached down towards her. She didn't know what they were planning, but there was one thing she did know...

She wanted them to keep making her feel... good...

---

Mikai flickered in and out of consciousness. All thanks to all the pleasure that rushed through her. And by the time she truly regained some semblance of control over herself, she couldn't really recognize where she was...

It was a red room. A red room that was very dimly lit. She could smell something fragrant in the air, all while she laid down on a tatami mat. Where exactly was this..? And... What... What was...

Just as quickly as Mikai had regained some sort of control, it all started to slip once more. This time entirely due to the incense candles that had been lit around her. She could put them out if she tried hard enough. But it felt like her body was weightless. Like she couldn't move...

And then they came back. Ichi, Ni and San. She hadn't been told their names, and yet she knew them. In fact, it was like their names danced on her mind. Making sure that she would never forget them. Forget her... s-sisters...

Ichi, Ni and San each giggled. It seemed as if their subliminal whispers had been working. They could see a sense of familiarity dawning on the girl's face. She was very close to being finished. All they had to do was put the last touches onto her. Then she would be perfect, and they could present her to their Mistress.

Mikai could just barely see them kneel down by her. It was hard to see anything. It was much harder to perceive anything that wasn't the pleasure rushing through her. It was like the air inside the room was actively brushing against her incredibly sensitive body. She just wanted to writhe around. But something about laying down on this mat was making it incredibly hard to move... So there she laid. Waiting...

And moaning, as soon as those three Geisha started to puff her body. She couldn't even see what was happening. How her skin was being stained alabaster white, just like the hue of their own skin. She was being made into a Geisha, one step at a time. And every little step drew more and more excruciating pleasure. All because of how much of their aphrodisiac had already been soaked into her body.

But it wasn't just that her body was being covered in powdery makeup that would be literally impossible to wash off. It was also that one of the Geisha was planting ofuda tags on her forehead. Each tag containing a different spell. Each tag made to specifically imprint a certain kind of command or thought into her. It would be a long and arduous process, but the results were potent.

Those three would be well aware of how potent it was. Because this was how their Mistress had converted them. Placing them at her mercy, before she forced her will upon them. It was how they had been rinsed of their pasts, and how they came to be her adoring Geisha. They would never ever think of disobeying or betraying her, all because of this long-lasting treatment...

The pleasure inside Mikai was gently washed away, though only so she could focus on the image appearing in her mind. The elegant woman that she was supposed to serve. M-Mistress... Kazutora... Her lithe figure, her air of elegance, her dominance through nothing more than a stare...

All of that was being beamed into her soul thanks to the ofuda tags. And when one ran out of power, all Mikai could do was moan and gasp as if she had just been denied what she needed. Only for her to cry out again moments later once the next ofuda tag had been applied.

Her mind and her body were both being toyed with. Whether it was the former being assaulted by images of Kazutora and her fingers rubbing up against her, further rewiring her brain so she would recognize her as her Mistress that controlled everything about her, or the powder melding with her skin and making her even more sensitive thanks to the aphrodisiac treatment before...

There was no way that Mikai could handle something like that. So she kept on crying out in delight. She kept on screaming in pure pleasure. Pleasure that was tied to her growing loyalty towards Kazutora and her sisters. Pleasure that would never go away thanks to the state of her body and the drug that had become a permanent part of her body...

Only when it seemed like she was about to climax and pass out did her eyes shoot open completely... But only because the last ofuda tag had run out, giving her a taste of her Mistress' lips. The last thing she felt right before she was about to climax and lose it all... Was her Mistress kissing her lips.

Mikai let out an incredibly immodest moan, as her trembling expression and her submissive posture grew dominant, just like her sisters. All while the Geisha that had planted the ofuda tags on her forehead carefully let her finger graze along her new sister's lips, emphasizing those plump red lips that served as one of the few spots of color on her alabaster white body...

It was time for her to show her loyalty. No longer a heroine, just a simple Geisha in love with her Mistress...

---

"You've done it, I see."

Kazutora smiled as she watched her beloved Geisha enter, each of them bowing their heads in turn. They were pleased with the compliments that they received from their Mistress. The one thing that would never cease to splash their souls with pure happiness...

And without her even saying another word, they moved out of the way. Just so they could present their newest Sister. Though she was so much shorter than them, she was no less elegant. She was a perfect specimen, just like them. Her hair having been dyed the same black color as her Sisters, with a smaller kimono wrapped around her torso and kept in place by an alluring Obi that just happened to put emphasis on her peach of rear. Combine that with her smile hidden behind her own fan, and she looked like the spitting image of her Sisters. Just in a smaller package.

"Mistress Kazutora..." Just saying her name was making the new Geisha tremble. As perfect as she looked, she still had much to learn. Especially with regards to showing her appreciation. "I am Shi. Make your wishes known, and I shall make them come true..." She said, bowing her head down. All while she couldn't stop herself from letting the tiniest bit of juice run down her thigh. Ah, it felt so good to offer herself to her Mistress like this...

Kazutora's smile widened as she lifted herself from her seat, taking each careful step towards her Geisha, Only to stop right in front of her, using the end of her kiseru to lift the Geisha's chin up so they stared into each others' eyes. "What an adorable girl you are..."

Adorable. Just hearing her Mistress call her that was enough to make the Geisha immodestly orgasm, the girl trembling all over as she tried to keep her composure. But now that she had been complimented like this, there was no way for her to endure. All she could do was gasp and pant and cry out in pure delight, as her sisters giggled in unison. She truly was adorable. And that was something that brought her nothing but joy. To think that her Sisters and her Mistress would think this of her...

Ah... Being her Mistress' toy was the best...

---

"Damnit!"

It had been a few days since Mikai vanished, and Hiro was not exactly in a good mood. Not only had her arm been infested thanks to a bad fight against a Jõtaijin a few days prior, but now she was facing Geisha of all things!? What kind of Jõtaijin would think to use those against her!?

Four near-identical Geisha each giggled as they approached the armored heroine. With the shortest of them leading the charge, as her aphrodisiac started to waft through the air. To compensate for her size, she wore more of it. All so she could be just as stunning as the other three.

Hiro tried her best to put up a fight. But once she inhaled even a little speck of Shi's scent, it was already over. Her cheeks were bright red, and her legs gave way. Forcing her onto her knees, as she watched a white sock approach her face...

Shi giggled as she put her foot onto the Jõtaider's face. Watching her armor shatter and her dignity wash away, as she started sniffing away at her sock. How adorable. Was this what her sisters felt, when they were in control? Ufufu... She loved it... And before long, she would make sure this other heroine would join her as well...

Thus, both of Mimoto's defenders would fall, becoming nothing more than obedient Geisha...