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Majokko: The Corruption (Trixie & SapphicSeductress)

Marabella sat down on the bed, a smile upon her face. "This is my sanctuary, Emily," she said softly. "I am Marabella, your new mistress. I can see the effects of my taint on your body..." Her eyes wandered to Emily's cock, which still stood erect. With a smile, Marabella placed a thought into Emily's mind—Marabella riding her thick shaft, constant and powerful orgasms rocking Emily's mind—

"You'll have to forgive your friend," Marabella continued, gesturing to Lilia. "The corruption leaves one a little emotionless for a while, but she'll be fully conscious and fully loyal to me in time. Like you." Marabella beckoned to Lilia, who walked towards the side of the bed. "Especially when I've blessed her with my corrupting cum. And since you have this..." The angelic woman reached over and stroked Emily's cock. The mere touch of Marabella's fingers would bring Emily suddenly very close to climaxing. "...you'll have to be corrupted...orally."

Lilia pounced upon Emily, her knees placed between Emily's armpits—and her cock aimed right for Emily's mouth. There was no expression except for lust on Lilia's face as she slid one hand underneath Emily's head, bringing Emily's lips to her cock.

Though Emily would barely notice what Marabella was doing with Lilia in the way, she'd certainly feel it once Emily's cock started to part Marabella's pussy lips. The angelic woman slid all of the way down upon Emily's cock, moaning as she took in each inch of the penis. Her cock simply residing within Marabella's motionless pussy would pleasure Emily even more than Octavia had. "Take her cock in your mouth, Emily," Marabella said softly. "We'll all cum together, and you'll be mine forever."
 
Emily gasped when that thought wormed its way into her mind, and she found her legs opening of their own accord at the thought of the busty angel-like woman riding her like there was no tomorrow. She'd loved having Octavia ride it so much. "I... it's... it's okay," she said, looking up to Lilia warily. She would have been horrified before... but now? She was just aroused. She wondered how that cock would feel... just like Octavia's tentacles... "Oooh!" she cried out, just as Marabella reached out to touch her cock. Emily fell back against the bed, her back arching to push her cock up to Marabella's hand. She watched the two of them over the distended bulge of her stomach, burdened with young.

As Lilia pounced her, Emily covered her stomach with her hands, as if to protect her and Octavia's children... but there that cock was, lingering in front of her lips. Marabella didn't even have to order Emily, as the young lady leaned her head forward, wrapping her lips eagerly around the bulbous head. She was inexperienced but eager to learn, her tongue bathing all over the head of the cock as she felt Marabella mount her hips. She groaned as the tip of her cock pushed past Marabella's lips, the wonderful pussy wrapping tight around every inch of her cock.

Yet inexperienced, it only took that very first slide to push her to the very brink, and she'd cum if Marabella didn't stop her. Emily suckled at Lilia's hard cock, doing her very best not to scrape her teeth on the bulbous shaft as she pleasured her former best friend with her small, wet tongue.
 
Marabella smiled, feeling the pure tension within Emily's loins. But no, the human wouldn't get to orgasm yet... Though she had said that they would all orgasm together, Marabella had been a little bit dishonest. Her own climax came quickly as she rode upon Emily's cock, her pussy juices leaking out from underneath the angelic woman's thighs. The innate pleasure upon Emily's cock grew significantly, but still her orgasm wouldn't come.

Lilia's orgasm did come, and cum she did: a torrent of hot, delicious seed into Emily's mouth and down her throat. The moment that Lilia's cum entered Emily's body, Marabella's corruption became rooted within the girl's spirit. Her mind would shatter from the overwhelming lust, her body would become utterly addicted to pleasure, and her soul would eternally long to serve her new mistress, Marabella. It would only be after the first mouthful of Lilia's cum that Marabella released her magic and let Emily climax. She eagerly awaited the feeling of Emily's cum filling her pussy...though she herself wouldn't be impregnated by any of her creatures, Marabella found herself aroused by Emily's pregnant belly.

Lilia would lift herself off of Emily once the human had consumed all of her cum, standing by the side of the bed. Her eyes came to rest upon the silk cocoon hanging over the bed, which was starting to show signs of splitting open.
 
Emily whimpered as she felt her body bump against that magical glass ceiling of orgasmic bliss. She could feel it... just beyond, being held back by some force she couldn't understand. She wrapped her arms around Lilia, finding a strong tail to her surprise, but ignoring that to grip at Lilia's tight behind as she started to bob her head up and down quickly on Lilia's hard cock. She choked some as she coaxed that hot cum out of her friend's dick and down her own throat, loving the taste, the texture, everything about it... it was like molten honey, dripping down her throat and into her soul, corrupting it from the inside.

She exploded in orgasmic bliss, her pussy squirting as her cock did likewise into Marabella's wonderfully tight pussy, filling the angelic being with thick, hot squirts of seed. Emily fell back against the bed, twitching with pleasure as she rode the aftermath of her orgasm, her soul corrupted byt he sort of pleasure that Marabella could bring. It was the best feeling in her life...

Above, the cocoon continued to tear, until it cracked and came apart entirely, stringy bits of silk falling away as Vivian fell forward out of the cocoon. She was... wet, her new wings clinging to her back. She looked much like Aldora did, albeit thinner, less curvaceous, with gossamer lilac wings. Her eyes were red and without irises, also much like Aldora... and even so featureless as they were, they glimmered with a newfound lust that this body had brought with it.
 
Marabella remained perched upon Emily's cock, smiling at the sight of the utterly-spent girl. Her eyes wandered upwards to the sight of Vivian lying on the bed. Aldora had asked that Marabella not give her a cock, and Marabella had agreed...sometimes a simple female was welcome. "Lilia," Marabella said, "corrupt her."

Lilia pounced onto the bed, scurrying over to Vivian. Aldora's voice would seem to sound in Vivian's muddled head, commanding her to mate with the woman who was drawing closer. Once Lilia was near Vivian, she simply lifted up the butterfly girl and shoved her onto her cock, letting each nub rub sensually against Vivian's pussy lips. With only lust in her mind, Lilia wouldn't hesitate to start thrusting into the butterfly girl. The primal desire deep in her heart to corrupt and cum was the only thing that drove Lilia...well, that and Marabella, who had started to ride Emily's cock again out of arousal from watching Lilia and Vivian.
 
Vivian could feel that persistent buzzing in the back of her mind, far more internalized than it had been before her transformation. Her wings fluttered, trying to open up, but still too heavy following the metamorphosis. She looked up just in time to see what looked like a dragon woman heading right toward her. "What? Lil-" was what she started to ask, before she was picked up bodily.

She squealed as she felt her lower lips parted by a thick cock. Her arms, both the upper set and the silk-spinning arms, wrapped tight around Lilia, legs doing likewise a moment later as she was taken roughly. The bumps inside her felt so good, and soon all protestations were turned into wordless moaning.

Emily made a sound in the back of her throat as she was dragged out of her post-orgasmic bliss by the pressure of another body on top of her. "Oooh," she moaned, her eyes returning to focus as she looked up at Marabella, riding her cock like there was no tomorrow. Emily reached up, trying to pull Marabella down on top of her. She wanted to touch and worship that glorious body, and her mouth yearned for Marabella's breasts, to suckle and provide milk for the babies growing inside of her...
 
Lilia was even less aware of her friend than Vivian was of her, but that didn't stop her from carrying out her desire and purpose. Once Vivian took a tight hold of Lilia, the half-dragon started to thrust even harder and faster. Every moment that passed was a moment closer to corrupting, to cumming.

Finally, Lilia felt her cock exploding with pleasure, cum rushing out to fill Vivian's vagina. Much the same as Emily, Lilia's seed would provoke the most euphoric orgasm for Vivian...and utterly corrupt her soul with Marabella's power. Though her job was done, Lilia continued to rock her hips into Vivian's, completely focused on her burning and wild lust.

Marabella smiled as Emily reached for her. With Emily fully corrupted, Marabella could feel every desire the girl wanted. Continuing to shift her body up and down upon Emily's cock, Marabella slowly lowered herself upon Emily's body, especially gently on her pregnant stomach. The angelic woman brought her nipple to Emily's mouth, slipping it past her lips and giving her breast a squeeze to let Emily have a quick first taste. Not only would the milk further heighten Emily's arousal, it would make her breasts swell, which suited the expecting mother well...
 
Vivian yelled aloud as she felt the thick cock bury itself inside of her, boiling her insides with wonderfully hot sperm that filled her womb and corrupted her soul for good. Her limbs squeezed hard on the thrusting dragon girl, her own orgasm splattering Lilia's cock with fragrant girlcum. She wasn't willing to let go of Lilia any more than Lilia was willing to let go of her, though her wings finally spread open. Her powers were not dissimilar to Aldora's, and she glowed with the power of hypnotism. She tried to push Lilia down onto her back, so that she could ride Lilia like there was no tomorrow.

Emily moaned aloud as her own personal goddess rode her cock. She wanted to provide pleasure for Marabella... and be pleasured in turn. Her lips latched on to Marabella's tit, sucking hard from the milk as it was given to her. She felt her orgasm come rushing again, once again a ceiling she wanted to break through, to let her cum and cum and cum some more... She wanted to be beautiful like Lilia and Vivian, to be changed from her human self.

She pulled her mouth away from Marabella's tit, just long enough to speak. "I... I wanna be like them... p-please... use me," she whined, before going back to hungrily slurping on the angel's breast, sucking down mouthfuls of sweet, corrupting milk.
 
In her mindless state, Lilia was quite susceptible to Vivian's hypnotic powers. As soon as the light of Vivian's wings caught Lilia's eyes, she obediently rolled onto her back. She continued to buck underneath Vivian, longing for more and more pleasure—at this point, the lack of corrupting was insignificant when she was having so much bliss from simply cumming.

Marabella gently stroked Emily's hair as her lips returned to her breast. "Once you give birth to Octavia's young, I promise I'll remake your body. But fir...first...aaaahhh!" Her voice trailed off as pleasure erupted in her pussy. The wetness trickling down Emily's cock was almost like permission for the girl to cum, to have another incredible orgasm. "You'll be changed in time, dear Emily. But we still have more of your friends to go. Just two more...then the power of the nexus will be ours." Rolling onto her back so that Emily laid on top of her, Marabella folded her wings around the breastfeeding girl. Already, Marabella felt her breasts growing plump against her body. "Though I can help your young grow faster within you, so by the time the last of the protectors is before us, you can join in..."
 
Vivian sighed happily as Lilia did exactly what she was told. She reached out to grope Lilia's large breasts, bumping up and down on top of the dragon-girl's cock. Her wings fluttered, her hips grinding down as she bade Lilia cum again and again in her tight, wanting snatch...

Emily whimpered as Marabella came again, groaning aloud as she came inside the angel-like being in turn. She felt like she was being nurtured here, her head patted, her stomach filled, and... well, other needs being taken care of. She made an appreciative noise, far too interested in sucking down that creamy, corrupting milk to say a proper thank you. As Marabella laid back, Emily was careful in cushioning her stomach against Marabella's own. "I-I'd like that," she whispered, continuing to greedily suck down milk as she pillowed herself on Marabella's breasts, her hips continuing to reflexively fuck Marabella's pussy.

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Rita sighed softly to herself. She was the most tomboyish of the entire group; the track star, the one who enjoyed playing soccer, that sort of thing. However, and it was something she kept secret from the other girls, she had another passion as well. Perhaps it was fated she would go on to be the Knight of Earth, as she spent much of her time in the greenhouse just outside her house. Her family was wealthy, netting her nice clothes, the greenhouse... though she chose to spend more time in the dirt, in athletic clothes, and things like that rather than anything else.

She was seeing to her tomato plants with a watering can. Elsewhere in the greenhouse, there were all manner of flower and things like that, being a place of beauty more than it was of utility (save for the tomatoes). She was getting a bit worried. It was later that night, after all, and she hadn't heard from Lilia or Vivian all day.
 
While Rita was inside of the greenhouse, a sound would start coming from somewhere nearby. It sounded like a girl crying, and came from the other side of the greenhouse, past most of the plants.

Evonne knew that one of the protectors of the nexus were near; the very flowers that Rita tended to became her eyes in her presence. If anything, the beautiful human tended to nature very well...and Evonne would certainly enjoy a "gardener" like Rita. She listened and watched through the flowers, keeping her face buried in her hands and her humanoid body cowering in the flower. Everything about her body language expressed fear and weakness...she hoped that when Rita looked upon her, Rita wouldn't immediately assume that she was an enemy. Evonne didn't want her to be an enemy, though if Rita forced her hand...
 
Rita cursed under her breath as her hand slipped, the little pruning shears digging into her thumb. She dropped it with a clatter, sticking her thumb into her mouth as she sought to stem the trickle of blood. "The heck was that?" Rita asked around her thumb. She stepped around the table, making her way down to the end of the greenhouse. "What..." she started, pulling aside a few tall fronds that were there more for decoration than anything else. And then there was the girl.

"... uh. Hi," Rita said, eyes raking openly over the smaller creature. It certainly wasn't human, but... it seemed so weak and small. "You... you alright?" she asked. Something seemed off about all this, though. Why was something in her greenhouse? But she was a kind soul at heart, and was more worried that the lass was okay before figuring out what it was doing there. Not every magical creature they saw was malicious, after all..
 
The girl lifted her head at the sound of Rita's voice. With a sharp cry, she lowered her arms over her breasts, covering them and trying to cower into the flower. Evonne knew that this human was the one she had been sent to take, and so far, the human wasn't outwardly hostile towards her. So far, so good...

Sniffling, Evonne said, "H-help! This woman, this plant-woman...she chased me into here, she lifted me up and...and...and put me into this flower!" She glanced down, clearly hesitant to reveal her naked body again. "I don't know what happened, but...I can't feel my legs...and..." Her eyes glistened with golden tears as she lowered her arms and "tried" to push herself out of the flower she rested in. "I'm stuck! What's happened to me? Please, help me! Do something! Am...what's happening to me?" She lowered herself again, pretending to bawl her eyes out. Thanks to the other flowers in the greenhouse, she didn't need to look upon Rita to see every move she made. She could watch no matter how her body rested, and strike when the moment was perfect.
 
Rita stared down at the strange little plant thing. Well. This wasn't exactly how she was planning to spend her night. "... a plant woman, huh? Where is she?" Rita asked, glancing over her shoulder, feeling suddenly apprehensive. If there was some sort of monster going around and beating up the smaller, weaker sorts... well, she didn't want any of that happening, now did she? "Hey... here, lemme see if I can help you," Rita said with a kind smile as she reached down the front of her shirt.

Out came a golden stone... and a flash of light later, and Rita was wearing a golden robe tinted green in places, while her stone had become a crystalline hammer. "There we go. Makes me stronger," Rita said, stowing her hammer in her robe's sash as she knelt down to get her hands on the plant-girl's hips, to try and drag her out of the flower.
 
Evonne continued to look fearful as Rita underwent her transformation. "Please, help!" she squealed as Rita knelt down before her. The girl in the flower wouldn't budge at all, no matter how hard Rita tried to pull.

As Rita tried to pull the girl out of the flower, several vines would begin to slide out of other plants in the greenhouse. The vines snaked silently towards Rita from behind; a smile spread over Evonne's face as they grew closer. She waited for the perfect moment, when Rita was least cautious, to strike. As the vines lunged for Rita's body in an attempt to constrict her, Evonne thrust her hips forward, trying to shove her pussy against Rita's face. If Rita didn't see the vines coming, they'd be able to tightly bind her against the alraune's flower—and her face would be tight against the alraune's sweet-smelling slit.
 
"You're stuck pretty tight in here, aren't you?" Rita muttered quietly to herself after giving the flower girl one more hard, fruitless pull. That flower didn't seem like it was intent on letting her go...which was a little strange for a flimsy piece of flora. Maybe there was some magic at work? Speaking of...

She felt the faint tingle of nearby magic when the vines snapped at her.

When the first ones wrapped around her legs, she was trying to throw herself to the side. She was flexing her arms, clawing at any vine that came near, trying to reach for her hammer to properly bat the things away. "You!" she snapped at the flower girl. "Wait 'til I get my hands on you," she muttered darkly as the vines locked her legs together, starting to pull her arms apart to bind them.
 
"Wait until I get my hands on you," the flower girl replied with a smile. She tightened the vines' grip on Rita briefly, enough to cause pain but not enough to damage her. "Oh, you thought I was some poor victim of some monster, turned into some plant creature, did you? I'd hate to think that I'm the first one you've seen to do this, but..."

With a flick of her wrist, the vines jerked Rita up off of the ground, suspending her a foot above the floor. "I'm going to feed you some of my nectar, human," Evonne said as her hand lowered down to her slit. A trickle of honey-like fluid ran down her thigh as her finger rubbed around her slit. "Would it get you nice and aroused if I pleasured myself, then let you drink my nectar from my hand? Or would you prefer feeding straight from the source? You'll be such a bountiful thrall, once you've consumed enough nectar...you'll enjoy it, I promise." She held one hand out while her other hand wiggled into her vagina, causing more nectar to leak out. The more she played with herself, the stronger the scent of her nectar became. It was an almost intoxicating aroma, a mix between sex and honey. Perhaps it even was intoxicating, given how the fragrance would grow stronger and stronger with each passing second...
 
There was nothing for it; Rita was strong, but even strength needed leverage, and as she was pulled off of the ground she lost, well, her leg to stand on here. She found herself bound in ways she couldn't imagine, suspended right off the ground in a way that seemed impossible for mere vines. Of course, they were not merely vines; they were magical in nature, that much was obvious. Still, she was muttering darkly to herself.

"I tried to help you, you manipulative little bitch," she snarled at the monster girl, recognizing her for what she was now. She kept her eyes off of the monster girl, trying to avoid watching those little fingers dip into her cunt, drawing out her honeyed nectar. "You better just kill me, because I'm not putting anything that comes out of you in my mouth," she said. And she meant it just then... but as the scent grew heavier and heavier, she felt herself moistening in both her mouth and between her legs. It smelled both delicious and arousing in a way she couldn't quite describe, and she found her thighs starting to rub together as her body begged to be touched in ways her mind wouldn't allow.
 
"And I'm trying to help you," Evonne said with a smile. "Humans are pathetic creatures...but I can make you into something wonderful. You see the plants here, you must think highly of plants. I can change your body, make you a plant-creature like myself. And with Marabella's blessing, you could become more powerful than you could imagine. Powerful enough to change all of the beings in this city into beautiful plant-beings, like myself. Aren't I beautiful, Rita? I can tell that you're growing more and more lustful..."

By now, she had gathered a handful of nectar, with more of the honey-like fluid running down her thigh. The vines brought Rita closer to the plant-girl, who held her nectar-filled hand out before Rita's mouth. "You just have to start drinking my nectar," she said in a strangely warm voice. "And you'll become a beautiful plant-girl." Her other hand started to graze Rita's side, while two vines rose from around Evonne's flower. One plunged itself into Evonne's pussy, causing her to wince and moan for a second as it started to wiggle, and the other started to rub against Rita's crotch through her robe.
 
Rita found herself panting slightly as Evonne approached and began to speak in that voice of hers. She heard the words. She heard how wrong they sounded. She recognized that on every level... but somewhere in there, the meaning of the words was lost in the warmth of her voice, like music overtaking the lyrics. Yes, Evonne was beautiful.. but when the nectar came up to her mouth, she bit down on her lower lip and shook her head..

... right up until she felt something prodding at the gauzy cloth of her robe.

She gasped loudly as that fire within her was stoked by the vine, rubbing against her in a way that her hands had never quite managed to accomplish in the past. She let out a long moan, her mouth open inches away from the offered nectar...
 
Though Rita didn't accept her offer like Evonne had hoped, she had no problem with forcing the human to submit to her. And perhaps the human would be more willing to submit once she tasted the nectar. With a wide smile, Evonne tipped her hand over Rita's mouth. While some of it splashed onto the girl's chin, a good amount of the sweet fluid fell into Rita's mouth. The nectar's taste on its own would be bliss, incredibly sweet yet not too sweet to make Rita sick. Its effect on her would become apparent quickly—a combination of serenity and wild lust would flood her mind, and her body would respond in turn with a feeling of relaxation and pleasurable tingling in every part of her body...especially her crotch.

Another vine started to creep up Rita's leg, underneath her robe. As the other vine continued to rub Rita's nether lips through her garment, Evonne reached down to her own pussy, gathering a handful of nectar while the vine pleasuring her continued. "Didn't that taste and feel wonderful, Rita? You can have as much as you want...and when we're done, you'll be a beautiful being like me. Tell me, don't you find me a fascinating creature? Wouldn't you like to be a plant-being like me? Rather than a worthless human?"
 
"Wait, no, ST-" Rita managed to start until the nectar was tipped into her mouth. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as what tasted like pure ambrosia tipped past her lips and went racing down her throat. IT tasted like the sweetest of honeys, but the flavor didn't subside... instead, it stuck to her tongue and to every inch of her body as it raced down her throat, setting her body alight with pleasurable sensations. At once, her mind became calm as her body raged with lust like a storm.

"That... was so good," she moaned out as she felt the vine probed at her pussy through her robes. She did everything she could to spread her legs, to try and get more of that wonderful touch, feeling it make her nerves burn with lust. She tried to lean forward, wordless lips seeking to down more of that delicious nectar. To be pleasured... she couldn't care less for the reasons behind it or what she would eventually become, only that she got there. Her hips tried to push to get those vines to touch her yet more, and she gasped at the feeling of the vine beneath her robe...
 
Evonne let out a small snicker at the sight of how easily Rita became enthralled by her lust. She brought her hand to Rita's lips, letting the girl drink the nectar in her hand. "You'll be my beautiful flower," cooed Evonne, stroking Rita's hair with her free hand. "Don't you love feeling like this? I promise that it'll get even better with each drop that flows down your throat..."

Once Rita had drank all of the nectar in her hand, Evonne let the vines lower the human to the floor, placing her right before Evonne. The vines pushed the girl to her knees as Evonne stood tall within her flower. Rita's head was level with Evonne's cunt, letting its intoxicating aroma fill Rita's nostrils. The vine in Evonne's pussy pulled out of the plant-girl, leaving her nectar-leaking slit free for Rita to feast. All the while, the vine under Rita's robe crept closer and closer to her crotch, stopping once the tip of the vine touched the girl's nether lips. It was clear what Evonne was waiting for Rita to do before Rita would receive her pleasure...and given the attention she had given herself, Evonne knew it wouldn't take long for Rita to bring her to a nice, juicy climax that would fill the human girl with plenty of her transformative nectar.
 
At this point, Rita was all too ready to receive the nectar. She drank greedily from Evonne's hand, feeling every drop burn its way down her throat and right into her crotch, causing it to burn ever more with pleasure indescribable. She turned lust-glazed eyes up to the plant girl as her dripping, honeyed cunt was brought before Rita's mouth. She licked her lips, and let out a deep moan when she felt the bulbous tip of a vine prodding underneath her robe.

She rolled her hips, begging to feel the touch of it. "P-please," she whispered after a moment, and craned her head forward. She knew Evonne would allow her to lean forward, pressing her lips right against Evonne's cunt, her warm, slippery tongue raking at those nether lips, begging more honey onto her waiting tongue...
 
As Rita delved into Evonne's sweet nectar-dripping pussy, the plant-girl held the girl's head against her crotch. Soft, rising moans escaped Evonne's lips as she rocked in rhythm with Rita's hungry licks. After only a minute of feeding, Evonne's sighs rose in pitch. She made sure that she was holding Rita's head against her slit before she orgasmed, letting out a pleasured cry. Her nectar gushed out of her pussy, smearing over Rita's face and filling the girl's mouth. Her orgasm-nectar would make Rita even hornier...and cause a white flower to start sprouting just about the right side of the girl's forehead. Evonne smiled when she saw the sight...the girl would be completely under her control now, and a few more flowers would start to grow over time.

Once the girl had consumed all of her orgasm-nectar, Evonne decided to give her the release she craved. The vine underneath her robe plunged deep into Rita's vagina, rapidly thrusting in and out of the girl. It didn't take long for the vine to find the most pleasurable spots inside of Rita and to brush up against them with every movement. A second vine, one tipped with a flower, rose up under her robe to gently caress and brush over her clit.
 
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