[Transformation, Submission]
"Still stuck in a rut, I see."
"Mmhm. And you're still buried under your own hubris."
"Things hardly change between the two of us. Can't say it's that bad though."
Two writers spoke to one another within the expansive Arcane Sanctuary, all while sharing a cup of tea. Something nice and warm to bond over, so that the two of them could keep themselves nice and full while dealing with their respective problems.
The one that had come to visit, Hato, was dressed in her 'casual' attire. As casual as you could call a robe that she had once donned for nothing more than cosplay, and an eyepatch that was meant to make her look cooler than she really was. But it was something she had come to really enjoy wearing whenever she didn't want to get too focused on her writing.
And her friend, the two-toned Lulu, looked as sleepy as the last day the Arcane Sanctuary had expanded. The poor girl had been busy with so many different things that it was hard to devote time to her writing. And thus, landing her in this rut that Hato had found her in. A rut that meant that Hato occasionally came over just to share a cup of tea.
"It would be nice to see something new come to life." Lulu said, as she pushed up her glasses slightly. "How about Gabriella, Hato? You asked if you could borrow her a while back, didn't you?"
The white-haired writer paused and blushed slightly. "It's less that I asked, and more that she came by when she ended up bored. And she just wouldn't leave, so I sent you a message asking if I could take care of her for a bit. She's... She's been behaving, let's just put it like that."
"So she mounted you in bed and snuggled you until you admitted that you liked her a lot." Even with the two-toned writer in this kind of mood, it wasn't hard for her to see straight through what Hato was trying to say. And the blush on the woman's face only served to confirm what she had said.
Lulu simply smiled in response. "That's good. As long as she's happy, then that's good." She muttered, as she took a small sip from her tea. Carefully letting it splash around in her cup as she gazed upon her distorted image. "What about you, Hato? Besides the hubris, don't you have anything that's been getting in your way?"
"..." Hato quietly let her fingers drum against the side of her head as she tried to turn the pages of knowledge within her mind. There was a little something that had been bothering her recently, wasn't there? Something like... like...
She snapped her fingers. She knew what it was. How could she have been so stupid to forget something that simple? "Right. Right! There was this thief that had been pilfering tales from the Archive. I never quite managed to catch her, but I definitely heard moans pouring through the halls every now and then. She might just come here and try to steal from you too."
"You couldn't catch a thief, Hato? Did your breasts get in the way, or your lazy legs?" Lulu smirked a little as she teased her friend, prompting a glare in return. "It's fine. You're not infallible, Hato. If we work together, then..." She paused for a second, as that smirk grew a little more devious.
Hato didn't often see that look on the girl's face. Usually, she saw it on one of her components. But she liked the look of it. It meant that Lulu was in the mood to cause a bit of chaos. The mood to toy with her food. And frankly, that was something that Hato needed too.
"How about we split her." The white-haired writer suggested. "Not like you split into two, but we share her. A little deal to make sure that our little thief won't think twice about causing problems for us ever again."
Lulu nodded. "Fair enough for me. As long as we make sure that she ends up a good girl. Maybe sculpted in your image, with a pair of cute wolf ears on top. Wouldn't you like to dominate a pup with your looks?" Yep. She was in one of those moods.
A mood that left Hato simply blushing as she finished her cup of tea. "I'll call my girls to help search for her. And when we get ahold of her..." She paused, as she started smirking as well. Oh yes, she was in the mood too...
Together, the devious writers were going to make sure that the thief learned how big of a mistake she had made, and why she shouldn't try and steal from a pair of writers as devious as them...
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"Where is it... Where is it..?"
The thief in question, clad in a robe with several masks hanging from a tiny string wrapped around her waist, kept on letting her finger pass over the spines of several books.
She had only just arrived in the Arcane Sanctuary after finally figuring out how to get out of the Forbidden Archive... A place she actually wished to return to, because she wasn't done picking out the stories that sounded like they would make for good masks.
See, the thief wasn't just any ordinary thief. She was a thief that powered herself up based on the masks that she had on hand. And one of the few abilities that she had was the ability to compress a narrative into a mask that she could then use to assume a brand new identity.
In a way, she was able to live up to the feats and expectations of the story. But that also meant that if she happened to pick out one of the naughtier stories, one with a very submissive kind of reputation, then she was left almost completely unable to do anything to help herself. She'd become a big ol' submissive sub who wanted to be dominated and held by M-Mommy...
The thief trembled. No. She had already accidentally turned herself into a loyal girl before, who wanted to be stepped on by the owner of the Forbidden Archive. She needed something strong. Something...
"What are you looking for, miss? Is it something I can help you with?"
The robed girl let out a yelp as she very nearly dropped the book that she had in her hand, before quickly solidifying her grip and refusing to drop something so incredibly valuable. With sweat running down her brow, she let out a sigh and slipped it back on the shelf before turning to the girl that had asked her...
Only to feel sweat running down her spine. It was a very, very short girl. With a black suit and white hair. And a bright smile too. It wasn't because she looked so happy that she felt sweat pouring down her. No, it was because of who she was.
She was one of the Forbidden Archive's creations. That Mikai girl that had so many stories dedicated to her... That Mikai girl that had managed to pop out of her own story and become one of the owner's helpers! Why was she here?!
Mikai blinked a few times as she looked at the cute robed girl, before the gears started to turn inside her head. "Waaaait, you're that mask lady that's been taking books from Miss Hato's archive!" She cried out, as she started grinning. "I'm glad I could find you so fast! Miss Hato would like to see you!"
The... The writer herself wanted to see her? But she wasn't even in her domain. Why would she want to... Oh, no no. She probably realized what she had taken. She was going to end up in so much trouble if she let Hato get ahold of her. She was probably going to take so many of her valuable treasures..!
"I-I'm going to have to pass. Sorry." The thief said as she reached for one of her masks...
Only for Mikai to grin more as she grabbed ahold of the thief's wrist, pinning the much taller girl to the shelves she was searching through. All while radiating such pure happy energy. "Nuh uh. Miss Hato gets what Miss Hato wants. And besides, you were going to steal from Miss Lulu, so you're doubly in trouble! I wouldn't want Hikari and Izanami to know that somebody stole from their creator!"
None of what Mikai was saying was that understandable. But the thief also couldn't really fight back against how it felt to be grabbed like this. So she simply blushed and let the small girl start pulling her along. All while shivering as she knew what was going to happen when she was faced with the two writers.
Which was causing her to shiver and blush more. The fact that she could be dominated by such a short girl made it all too clear. She was going to feel even more submissive in front of those two. And when that happened, what were they going to do to her? Were they going to... G-Going to...
"Miss Thief? You're starting to make a mess." Mikai spoke up, turning her head over her shoulder slightly. "You didn't read Miss Hato's writing before you ended up here, right? I tried it once, and I ended up really really wet all over by the time I was done." Despite being the one to catch her, the short girl showed her a bit of sympathy. Just a bit. She kind of knew what she was going through...
The thief couldn't exactly reply. Which made Mikai giggle a little. She understood. And she had a feeling that Miss Hato and Miss Lulu would as well.
Just gotta hand her over to them, and then she could go hang out and play with the cute rock puppy!
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"Well well. Seems like you were a lot easier to catch than I originally thought. Probably because this place is way easier to navigate than my own archive."
"You write too much for your own good, Hato. That's why that place is like a maze that only you can control."
"Point taken and noted. Now, about this thief that's been causing me so much trouble."
The thief was on her knees. Pressing her head against the floor. All while those two beautiful women were hovering over her, each of them grinning in such a worrisome manner...
She had felt submissive towards people before. Especially when she donned the wrong kind of masks. But this? This was a more existential kind of submission. It was like their very presence was making her submissive. Even a mask wouldn't change that... In fact, she had the feeling that if she used one of her masks, they'd probably just dominate her even harder than they already had...
Lulu tapped her cheek slightly as she started kneeling down. "What to do with you. What to do with you..." She let the question drift in the air. She could turn her into a nice decoration, but she already had Gabriella for that..
Hato kneeled down at Lulu's side, gently caressing her chin as she tried to run through the options available to them. What exactly could they do here? The thief didn't exactly look too special, so it's not like she could turn her into an obedient assistant like she had done to Mikai. And even then, she wouldn't be as effective as one, because she seemed to be far too submissive for her own good.
It was then that a thought popped into her mind. "Thief. That's a rather boring way to describe you. Explain who you are, and what you wanted to gain from taking our stories. And you better make it quick, or Lulu might just turn you into a piece of furniture."
The thief looked up, at Lulu in particular, and was greeted with a silver and bronze looking magic spark in between her fingers. The other writer wasn't kidding, she really was going to turn her into something that was pretty to look at if she didn't explain things quickly.
"M-My name is Yuri! I-I just... I-I just like to collect treasures and masks that help me out with collecting things! A-And all these stories are like treasures, and they also make for great materials for my masks!" The mask-wielding thief explained, as she quickly bowed her head back down once more. All while shivering more and more. She didn't like the way that they looked at her. It made her feel all sorts of weird... A-And... H-Hot...
Hato rolled her eyes a bit. "If that was all you wanted to do, you literally could've just asked. Seriously, you went through all that trouble to try and steal my stuff, and you genuinely think it's good? And THAT's why you want to steal it?" She felt several contrasting emotions at once. But while she was definitely pleased with the fact that she liked her stories, it was the act of taking them without simply asking that ended up fueling her frustration the most. "Lulu. What do you think?"
"I think..." Lulu chimed, her grin having turned into a smaller smile. "If she wants to use our stories, then I have something wonderful in mind for her." Despite the expression having gone a lot softer, this was perhaps the most devious Lulu had looked since Hato came over.
Yuri blinked a little as she slowly lifted up her head to look at the two writers, shivering a little more as she saw that Lulu was currently busy writing using a quill on a floating page. All while Hato simply watched, seemingly pleased with what was going on.
The thief naturally didn't get it. It wasn't anywhere close to the stuff that she knew anything about. The only thing that she really knew was that she was worried for her own safety. And... The fact that they seemed pleased with what she thought about their stories wasn't helping matters.
But she couldn't get away. Especially not as the two-toned writer finished the page she was writing on. Especially as that page turned into a mask. Did... Did they have the same powers as she did, or... Or was this simply the kind of power that women like them had at their fingertips?
"Sit still." Lulu said as she kneeled back down again, and slowly fitted that mask onto Yuri's face. A mask that looked like a wolf's mask, which seemed to be sculpted in such a precise way that it was a perfect fit for her...
As soon as that mask made contact with her face, a much more powerful shiver ran through Yuri's body. Letting her very briefly let out submissive noises. All while she felt her heart slamming against her chest...
Slowly but surely, her robes shifted into the kind of dress that Lulu was wearing. Except, it also happened to be partly merged with a suit. Leaving her dress sense looking like a combination of both Lulu and Hato's, which made her look just a little bit absurd.
Not that it stopped there. Her hair, black and neatly collected in a ponytail, suddenly grew much longer as white and bronze was woven together into a long braid. A braid that then split apart as soon as it reached far enough down, revealing a pair of twintails that still almost looked like they were braided, with how tightly they were packed...
The final changes were a lot more simple. The glasses that the mask-wielding thief used shifted into the same sort as Lulu's own, while the suit-dress that Yuri wore started to grow a lot tighter in the chest department. Mainly because she was getting the same sort of absurd bust as Hato had, one that was struggling to stay nicely contained within the suit...
And with that, the mask had been fully integrated. There didn't seem to be a seamline between Yuri's face and where the mask had previously been. Even the ears of the mask had been integrated into her body, with her brand new wolf ears twitching in submission...
"W-wha... Wh-What?" Yuri didn't know what to say about her brand new self, before looking up at the two women once again. They w-
Her mistresses' very presence caused her heart to skip several beats as her tail started wagging and she immediately shifted her position. Instead of begging by pressing her face down against the floor, she begged like a needy pupper by getting up on her 'hindlegs' and panting...
Hato snickered as she got a good look at Yuri, only to properly laugh as she began to beg. "You turned her into a mismatch between us. Is this really the best you can think of, Lulu?"
"You have a better idea?" Lulu asked, causing Hato to very briefly pout. "Besides. This way, she'll always know who she's meant to listen to. And if she's a good girl who promises to listen closely... Then she'll get plenty more stories to indulge in. Stories that'll fill her to the very brim. Isn't that right?"
Her fellow writer had to sigh and nod, because she was absolutely correct. As absurd as the sight of Yuri was, it really did embody everything that they planned to do to her. And how they planned to share her between them. As a devious pair of owners.
A pair of owners that made Yuri shiver that much more as they gazed upon her. Having her Mistresses look at her like that. Having them make it clear that she was going to forever listen to them, and be their toy to play with, and... and...
Yuri whimpered in delight as her imagination ran wild. As their pet, as their loyal minion... Ah... Ah, she was going to be the best that she could be. Just for them...
So they could tease her more, and make her feel even better...