Transcript Start<br /><br />'And that takes care of that&#8230;whatever these miscreants plan to do&#8230;under my watch as Acting Grandmaster, it will not come to pass!'<br /><br />Swiping the pristine blade of her weapon through the air before returning it into its sheath, the prim woman dressed in form fitting attire reflecting her high standing in the Knights of Favonius orders her subordinates to secure the immediate surroundings, inspecting the fine work of the men and women under her charge as they round up yet another group of the masked thugs clad in uniform and gear that harkens back to their homeland far out in the bitter cold northlands of Snezhnaya. Agents of their Tsaritsa&#8217;s will, the Fatui have been working for years to undermine and creep their way into the authority of the other nations for myriad reasons both profound and mundane. And here in Monstadt, the land of the free, they sought to do the same.<br /><br />But as long as Jean, the current head of the force in charge of Monstadt's defense remained ever ready to rally the Favonius Knights, the Fatui would find their efforts to secure Monstadt consistently foiled and derailed&#8230;a problem that their most brilliant and sinister minds had come together to resolve&#8230;<br /><br />And on this night with yet another Fatui deployment defeated, their latest contraption and the only one of its kind thanks to the use of highly exotic material, had been put to use. If they didn't have the strength to defeat the current Lionfang Knight, then the best they could do was to cast her out entirely. If she was gone, then the Favonius Knights would be cast in disarray. A heavy blow to their morale that would cause more cracks to form, weaknesses to manipulate.<br /><br />Before the troop's warning for Jean could reach her ears, Jean was already more than prepared for the small automaton flying her way after it had hid amongst the defeated. But as she unleashed a blast of Anemo energy with the intent of slicing apart the strange device, she wouldn't have much time to process the mistake she had made as the tiny orb immediately absorbs her energy before returning it back to her a hundred fold, drowning the stunned Jean in a wave of ominous magenta and blinding her senses with its brilliant flash while sending the Acting Grandmaster flying backward. All while her body begins to warp and contort under the corruptive influence of the otherworldly void energies washing over her.<br /><br />Starting with her sturdy uniform that begins to take on a plastic-like make alongside thin fabrics and semi transparent silks that would be completely unreliable in battle while metals and leather turn into glimmering resins and artificial look alikes, Jean was helpless to resist the overwhelming euphoria seeping through every inch of her aching body. If she wasn't so overtaxed, then maybe she might have been able to resist the mind numbing whispers telling her to relax, to let it all go, all while invisible hands massage her body, forcing sturdy limbs into waifish branches, eliminating muscle all while supple fat roils to the forefront, further pronouncing the pleasing curves of her body until her well maintained physique had been completely replaced with that of a woman that had never once in her life swung a sword, much less performing basic rounds across the city of Monstadt, evident in the gelatinous breasts, toned stomach and voluminous thighs she had been blessed with in exchange for her strength.<br /><br />And while her rump bloats into a slappable derriere alongside her stern, galant face gaining a heavy coat of makeup and mature womanly allure as thin lips plump up into succulent crimson cushions that were guaranteed to give any man lucky enough to have her a good time. Jean's dilated pupils lose their natural cyan green sparkle as they become artificial fakes; contact lenses. Just like the mockery of the Grand Master's uniform she now wore with a popped collar, not caring an inch for her modesty as her back arches forward to display her equally fake assets, pumped with a small amount of implants so they remained forever perky and enticing.<br /><br />A little slant to the brow to add to the already heavy oriental she sported, the removal of her lustrous blonde hair as it turns into a simple wig atop an ordinary head of long flowing auburn, a deeper indent to her perky nose, a warm sun toned hue to buttery smooth skin bereft of muscle tones and battle scars. All these changes were working to remove the image of the Lionfang Knight from memory. And to ensure she never made a return, uncaring fingers poked and prodded at Jean's brain, firing off synapses and rewiring thought patterns all while her tongue lolls in uncontrollable ecstasy and her eyes spin in delusion. Helpless against the editing of her very being.<br /><br />By the time her back comes to rest against a plastic chair set against the walls of a vaguely familiar modern apartment flat, Liu Wang's wide almond eyes flutter for a moment as her hands let go of the plastic prop sword she had been gripping with unusually immense strength before glancing around her room, stopping once her eyes come to rest on the camera lens of a smartphone, cocking her head to the side before remembering just what it was she was trying so hard to recall. For a moment there, it felt as if her mind had gone blank, like someone had cut a wire holding all her memories together before retreading it back into one, misshapen piece.<br /><br />Instead of Monstadt, all she remembered was a life spent in Taiwan, growing up in an average family with her as the sole child, she had a good life living with her supportive family, even making it into a prestigious university abroad to study&#8230;that was where she had met her beloved, and the man that had essentially turned her into the woman she now was after giving her some insight into the lucrative world of cosplay and lewd photo shoots. All while she sent the money she made back home while keeping the rest for her savings. Contrary to her interests, Liu had always been a good girl, with the one exception being the steamy sessions she would share with her boyfriend whenever they both felt the need to de-stress from the minute troubles of everyday life.<br /><br />She was supposed to be Jean Gunnhildr, defender of Monstadt and its people. But all that remained was Liu, and she saw her past life, the life of Jean, as nothing more than flavour text for the fictional character she was now dressed up after&#8230;and the latest one to surprise her boyfriend with as a tingle in her empty belly and a spark in her mind brings her fully under the fold of this new world she had been banished to live in for the rest of her life, blissfully unaware of her cherished Anemo Vision fading from existence as it crumbles into dust. After all, with more important concerns like the time and whether her siken bra was on correctly so it could bring out her ample cleavage to its fullest, a minor detail like that mattered little to Liu as she muttered under her breath in perfect Chinese while scrolling through her phone and adjusting her lewd getup.<br /><br />&#8220;Zh&#232; ji&#249; du&#236;le! N&#224; zh&#257;ng zh&#224;opi&#224;n! W&#466; z&#283;nme hu&#236; w&#224;ngj&#236; ne? X&#299;w&#224;ng t&#257; x&#464;hu&#257;n zh&#232;ge z&#462;och&#233;n de l&#464;w&#249; ~&#8221; (Ah that&#8217;s right! The photo! How could I forget? Hope he likes the morning gift~)<br /><br />Leaning forward for some last minute adjustments with the automated camera, Liu settles back into her seat, but not before undoing the buttons of her skin tight pants, letting the flimsy thing drop to the floor before posing stiffly for the camera like a mannequin with its strings cut. Although the cosplay was cheap, Liu knew her boyfriend had a thing for his favorite anime characters being portrayed like dolls. And this one was no different. She did find it weird of course, but after years of being together, it was nothing compared to the love he showered her with. This was the least she could do to repay her soon to be husband.<br /><br />While a simpleminded Liu continues taking extra shots for her OnlyFans, the dumbfounded Knights would return to their comrades with terrible news; the vanishing of Acting Grand Master Jean. But try as they might, they would never again see the Lionfang Knight, whisked away into another world to live out her new life as an ordinary Asian woman with no remorse for the fangs and claws she had lost in exchange for peace and relaxation in the arms of her beloved.<br /><br />But the Fatui would soon learn that in the process of eliminating one hurdle, they would soon draw upon themselves the full might and ire of yet another, even greater threat to their plans once he had learned of their involvement in the disappearance of one of Monstadt's most beloved&#8230;<br /><br />Transcript End<br /><br /><span>Another depower/generification cap while I work on comm and req stories</span><br /><br /><span>Link to my Discord for if you wanna hang with like minded peeps :&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://discord.gg/6kruMRX9jk">discord.gg/6kruMRX9jk</a><br /><br /><span>Link to my Patreon where I upload exclusive caps and stories if you feel like supporting me with a small fee :&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/YakerTG">www.patreon.com/YakerTG</a><br /><br /><span>Image 1 by Poch4N :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/7647251">www.pixiv.net/en/users/7647251</a><br /><br /></span><span>Image 2 by Reki :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/38210177">www.pixiv.net/en/users/3821017&hellip;</a></span><br /><br /><span>Cosplayer MisswarmJ :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://twitter.com/misswarmj?lang=en">twitter.com/misswarmj?lang=en</a></span>