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November Shorts
🕑 Added 2020-12-02 17:52:23 +0000 UTCHowdey folks! Merry December - looks like 2020 is almost over. I hope everyone's doing okay out there.
This week, we have shorts! Short little scenes or stories that are only a few hundred words long, but hopefully get the good stuff - as requested by you guys last week! I hope you enjoy!
(And as a reminder, last weeks suggestion post for this month's bonus poll closes tomorrow, so get those ideas in now folks!)
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Anarchist hacker hacks a dystopian government site; she gets brainwashed into a loyal, emotionless agent of their monitoring and reeducation agency.
“Alright you Set Slices,” Havok preened, a smug smirk on her face as her fingers flew over the keyboard. “Let’s see what you’ve got!”
Hacking into the government mainframes was almost too easy now – she’d been playing with their less secure servers for weeks now, but wow, the defences of the central hub, the heart of all their operations in this entire sector, were somehow even weaker than those! It was amazing – it could only be arrogance. After all, who’d be ‘stupid’ enough to hack their way into the government’s files? Everyone knew you’d be disappeared in a heartbeat if you got caught.
Problem: Obviously, she wasn’t going to get caught. Nener neener!
So, what were they hiding in here, hm? She’d cracked this little egg open, time to enjoy the sweet inner goo. And oh ho ho! Lookie here, a nice inconspicuous folder labelled ‘Project X’. Well geeze, they might as well have stuck a giant jpeg of a bullseye on it and labelled it ‘Welcome Hack-‘
FLASH
Havok froze in place, her smug grin not wavering an inch. In fact, there wasn’t a single change in her expression or posture at all, not even as her screen flickered from her hack interface to a pure blank white, with words and commands constantly flickering over its surface. She remained utterly rooted in place, the stream of words and information flowing into her mind at a pace far too rapid for a human to comprehend – but she didn’t need to comprehend anything for it to reshape her mind from the foundation up.
The Mind Nullifier pulse was very useful like that – a single bright flash of light hitting the eyes at a precise frequency to shut down all conscious thought, an off switch programmed into all citizens of the central world government, whether they knew it or not.
Havok hadn’t known about that – nor had she realised that the folder she’d targeted had been bait for a rebellious spirit with her set of skills. The kind of skills the government had use for – once that spirit had been stripped away.
The girl in the chair had no idea how long she sat there, absorbing everything her screen had to tell her. By the time the flickering surge ended, the sun had set outside, but that hardly mattered to her. Her eyes fluttered, and then turned cold. Her smirk faded into a thin, expressionless line. Cyberghost Havok had left the building.
Her body picked up the phone on the desk with robotic efficiency, and punched in a number. “This is Network Enforcer 42194. Acquisition confirmed. Requesting assignment.” Her tone was cold and formal. There was no trace of the rambunctious spirit that had formerly defined her. “Understood.”
She clicked the phone down, and set to work on the computer. This terminal had information and contact details for many other so called ‘Cyberghosts’. Havok’s old friends and allies. All of it would be collected and filed – 42194 would oversee their subdual and collection personally, as directed by the central government.
For a brief moment, she looked around her workspace for any more information she could use. All she could see were doodles and mess. So disorganised. It all meant nothing to her now.
Coldly, she straightened her hair, sat up properly in her chair, and got to work.
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A little follow up to RWBY Merchandise. Cinder has moved from Emerald’s favorite person to her favorite toy. Not a day goes by Emerald doesn’t have Cinder stretching her asshole every waking moment. The fact that using Cinder gives her the Fall Maiden’s powers doesn’t really matter, it’s just a nice bonus.
Emerald wasn’t sure what it was that had drawn her to her favourite toy. It was just something that had fallen into her possession over the years – she’d probably stolen it. Found it at best – she wasn’t really the type to legally buy things, especially not since she’d fallen in with Salem and her lot. But it was something that kept her warm on cold nights – literally, oh, very, very literally – and really, she couldn’t picture the day when she wanted to stop using it. It fit so snugly and felt so good~
Plus, it wasn’t as though she was likely to get any action any time soon. Not unless she dropped all of her standards and tried to seduce Mercury, which, no. God no. But he was pretty much the only option unless she found a guy or a gal who was really into the whole grimm aesthetic… So until that unlikely day, she was stuck with just herself and her toys. And her toys were stuck in her~
The fire magic it gave her was unexpected, she had to admit. It was practically maiden power, something she wasn’t super keen on Salem finding out about, given how she tended to treat maidens. Oh, she’d have to tell her one day, but for now… Well, it reminded her of Cinder, honestly, which was something important to Emerald. She missed her old boss badly some days, never being too sure of what had happened to her after her disappearance. But with her red toy, sometimes it felt like her old crush was still with her, even now…
Not exactly a fairy tale ending, but she’d take what she could get!
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Great news, the position for Queen of Hell is open! It may require some minor use of mind-and-body-warping demonic magic to make sure you fit the role, but surely that's nothing to worry about?
“Nooooooo!!!” The scream rang throughout the dark castle from the throne room, filled with equal parts hate and despair. The few demons who still survived in those black rock halls all looked up, knowing immediately what it meant – the Queen had fallen to the invaders.
Catching herself on her knees, the satanic red skinned beauty glared up at her vanquishers, dark blood pouring from the mortal wound in her side. “Curse you, heroes – curse you! Know that you may have defeated me, but evil will always return!”
“Yeah, whatever lady,” the Knight rolled his eyes, the sword which finished the job held at his side. “At least now our kingdom is safe from your vile schemes.”
“Evil may always rise, but good shall always exist to turn the balance,” the Healer at his side nodded sombrely, her holy white robes glowing faintly in the hellish landscape. The two of them were the only survivors of their adventuring party expedition, so she remained wary for any last-minute ambushes – it would be embarrassing if they got killed now, after all. And much more difficult to resurrect the rest of their group at a shrine later.
“Curse yoooouuuuuuuuuu!!!” The Queen hissed, her form already fading into little more than a shadowy outline. As the pair watched, the shadows scattered, leaving nothing of the evil woman they had once been. Their victory was complete.
“Phew. Wow.” The Knight chuckled. “We did it! After all this time, she’s finally gone. Man, who are the heroes going to fight against now?”
“A good question!” A new voice rang out through the room, and both heroes were instantly on guard. A glowing entity had appeared, composed purely of white light in the shape of a man – though he was wearing a business suit, which sort of made for a weird look. “Not to worry, though, Sir or Madam, we have protocols in place for this. Filling the vacant position shall not take long.”
Knight and Healer blinked at one another. It was the Healer who spoke up first. “I’m sorry, who are you?”
“Oh, just your local celestial bureaucracy agent. I don’t normally like to get involved directly, but my, this is a pickle. Can’t just let an Evil Queen vacancy sit!” The entity pulled a clipboard out of a shimmer of light in the air. “Let me see here, you two are applying for the job? Well you both have very impressive resumes…”
“Wait, what?” Knight frowned. “No, I think you have the wrong idea…”
“… But I think I’ll have to go with the one with the martial background. Obviously, the last Queen was a bit fragile, so with any luck your firmer constitution will be a big benefit to the job!”
“Uh.” Again, the heroes looked at one another. This was not how they had expected their victory to go.
“So sorry, Miss or Sir, we’ll keep your papers on file and contact you if a fitting position opens up,” the light nodded to the Healer apologetically, before turning to the Knight. “And congratulations, Sir or Miss! The job is yours.”
“But I-“
“Allow me to make the necessary adjustments for your new role.” The entity snapped its fingers.
All at once the Knight was seized by a strange force, some invisible power moving him into standing upright and dropping his sword.
“Knight!” The Healer cried out, but that same power had created a barrier between the two of them that prevented her from rushing to help.
That was the least of the Knight’s problems, though. He could feel the magic wrapping around him, sinking into his body – he could feel himself changing. Already, he’d lost a foot of height, his hard and worn body softening as the extra mass began to flow to his chest, which was steadily starting to push out beneath his armour. That wasn’t the only change, of course, but given his full metal plate was quite restrictive, it was certainly top of mind at the moment.
So it was quite a relief when said plate armour suddenly melted away, all of his clothes morphing into malleable liquid before reforming as a long, pitch black armoured dress which hung by straps from his shoulders – almost identical to the royal dress his latest opponent had been wearing.
Which was pretty worrying, but he found it hard to focus on, as the last traces of masculinity vanished from his face and a quizzical slurping feeling from between his legs let him know that he had just crossed the line from he to she. In fact, she was finding it hard to focus at all, her mind feeling just as muddled as her body. Wait, who was she supposed to be? Was she the heroic Knight, here to save his kingdom from evil, or the wicked Evil Queen, here to plot and scheme in the darkness?
One look down at herself as her skin turned a deep, vibrant red and her hips plumped outwards sorted that query right out. She smirked, casually banishing those strange memories of another, ridiculously heroic life from her mind, flicking out her long white hair as she stretched herself out. She felt like she was waking up from a pleasant nap. “Ahhh, mm, what was I just…”
“There we go. Please let us know if you have any issues with your new position. Toodles!” The strange suited man in light bowed to her, before vanishing. Odd. When had he gotten into her cast- Her castle!
She looked around with wide, horrified eyes. The place was a mess! Holes in the walls, burns in the carpets, ugh, it looked like there had been some major battle here! Tch, her minions must have been partying again – which would explain why she could sense almost all of them were dead. Typical! You just couldn’t get good help these days.
“Knight! Speak to me! Are you okay? Tell me what’s wrong so I can help!” And then there was this annoying beacon of holy brightness. The Queen turned to look at the Healer with an annoyed pout. A single hero, sneaking into her castle during the party? Just the kind of stupidity a hero would go in for. And a Healer, for darkness’s sake – as if she stood a chance against her in a one on one fight. Ugh.
Although…
The Queen smiled at her former friend. “I’m sorry, are you addressing me?” She asked, her tone almost casual as she sauntered towards the woman. “I’m afraid I’m right as rain, hero. If you were looking for a weakened foe to fight, you’ve come to the wrong place. But if you’re really here to help me…” Her eyes began to glow, and she heard the Healer squeak with shock as she was caught in her mesmeric gaze. “I do have a few openings for new minions. And I could certainly do with a demonic cleric by my side…”
Her smile turned into a savage grin as she leaned forward, her dark talons already sliding under the captivated healer’s robes, her magic beginning to take hold. “Allow me to make the necessary adjustments for your new role~”
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Nanoha (from the aftermath of Lucky Rabbit's Fate) triggers Fate to have some fun, unintentionally slipping into her 'Sapphire' personality...
It wasn’t her fault, Nanoha told herself. Really, it wasn’t! Fate had always been a worrier – she fretted and wound herself up over the smallest things. She’d been that way for as long as she’d known her. And, well, sometimes she needed to be dragged out of her head and made to relax, for her own good. That was just how their relationship worked. Fate was there to calm Nanoha down, Nanoha was there to break Fate out of her shell! It wasn’t really a change or anything.
But after Fate had found herself hypno-whammied by a casino congirl into turning into a bimbo bunnygirl, and they trigger words to start the transition from serious enforcer to adorable sexpot had fallen into Nanoha’s hands… Well… Getting Fate out of a rut had gotten so much easier! A few words and all those complicated worries drained right out of her head, along with all of her thoughts, and the pair could spend a few hours bouncing around in the bedroom before her normal self returned, feeling refreshed and destressed. It was win win!
Though, well, she might have started using the trigger a bit more than she needed to. She wasn’t entirely sure why, really. Ruby – Fate’s other personality – was adorable and fun, but Fate was absolutely the one she truly loved. And yet the instant she saw her Fate-chan look even the slightest bit miserable, the words just seemed to tumble out of her mouth.
“Come play, Bunhun~”
Watching the change come over Fate was a little intoxicating, she had to admit. Seeing those beautiful, sharp red eyes become confused, and them dim as the brain behind them shrank five sizes, it was adorable. And the way Ruby made her feel was amazing, wow, that went without saying! She knew everything Fate did about her sweet spots, plus a ton of sexual training that any bimbo bunny would need on the job. She was magical, and every time she came out Nanoha would find herself being quickly overwhelmed by her touches, the bedroom swiftly filling with her moans as Ruby worked the Ace of Aces into a lusty frenzy, pushing her into climax after climax…
It was nice, Nanoha though dimly, a vapid smile on her face as her mind fell into a pleasure induced stupor, Ruby’s massaging fingers lowering her deeper and deeper into a trance. It was nice – but she still wasn’t sure why she kept doing it. It was the strangest compulsion…
Her blue eyes fluttered, and turned dull.
Then a smile spread on her lips. “Oh, hey Ruby,” she giggled, sitting up and giving her bestest best bun friend in the whole wide world a hug. “How’s my favourite babe?”
“Pretty good Saphie~” Ruby giggled in reply, returning the hug in full and adding a deep kiss on top. “I sent your other half to sleep in, like, record time tonight!”
“Ohhhh~ Well that explains why I feel so good,” the brunette bimbo said, wiggling her hips as she slid into Ruby’s lap. “Mm, she’s such a silly. All boring and thinky. It’s so much more fun to be dumb and sexy~”
“Mmmm~” Ruby certainly wasn’t arguing with her, already lost in exploring her partner’s body.
“Well, at least I can always get her to call you out,” Saphire said, stroking her fingers through the blonde’s long locks. “And then you can call me out! The other girls are, like, really boring, so it’s deffo the best for both of them.”
“Saaapphhiiiieeee…” The blonde finally spoke up, her voice a whine. “Quit talkin’ so much – it’s play time!”
The brunnete smirked – and then pounced, pushing her beloved Ruby down on the bed, crouching over her like a predator. “Sorry,” she said, staring down with a hungry look in her eye. “I must still be a bit thinky. Fuck my brains out and fix it for me?”
Now there was a challenge Ruby was only too happy to accept~
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Teen Titans thing-Rae gets these silly thoughts from time to time! Well, sillier than usual anyway. Busty bimbos like her don't think good, after all. But sometimes...she feels like she and the others WEREN'T master's obedient fuck slaves. Good thing she forgets those especially stupid thoughts whenever master tells her to!
Rae didn’t know what caused it – let’s be honest, Rae didn’t know much in general – but the odd feeling that kept bouncing around in her head just wouldn’t go away. It was super weird! She’d just been snuggling with her favourite harem sisters, resting her head on those big ol’ orange booby pillows that she loved so much, when she’d been struck by the sudden, shocking idea that those boobs used to be, like, way smaller.
Brrrr. Scary!
And it just kept happening! Like, she’d been doing a fun sexy dance – showing off her own big ass titties~ - with some of Master’s entertainers, when she suddenly had the crazy idea that Master’s lead dancer hadn’t always dressed in transparent silks, hadn’t always had long, flowing blonde hair, and, weirdest of all, hadn’t always had the biggest boobs in the building! It was so weird, how could she pull off her signature boobie bounce without big titties like that? That was just dumb – Robyn had always been that way.
Or, you know, when she paid a visit to Master’s security, like, y’know, place – the one with all the big computers and flashy screens, yeah! When she’d gone there to get all, like, scanned and stuff for the cameras – She’d gotten to take lots of fun pictures, giggle~ - she had, a, a, a flash! A flash of thought when she saw Master’s head Security bimbo! A thought, isn’t that weird? It was like, ‘Wow, Cyborg’s sure gotten some upgrades!’ and, like, huh? Cus, you know, who was Cyborg? But Cybabe was a total hottie, no lie!
And then there was BB, or as Rae liked to call her when she was lapping her pussy, Boo-Bie, because gawd that girl had bounce! She was, like, super fun, and yet Rae always had this feeling around her, like, that she wasn’t just a pet pussy lapper, she was something more… important? Which was dumb, what could be more important than lapping pussy?
Well, ‘cept Master, duh!
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Oh! Master would know what to do about all of these weird thoughts! Of course! Heehee, she was so smart~ She’d go ask him right now – after all, it was her turn in his bed tonight!
With delight, she skipped through Master’s palace to his bedroom, and told him of her plight. And of course, he knew exactly what to do about it. A little time spent watching his cool pink crystal, enjoying the feeling of her mind melting out of her drippy cunt, and she was all better! She couldn’t even remember why she’d been feeling weird in the first place!
But she deffo knew she should be greatful. Luckily for her, Master knew exactly how she could thank him…
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Weiss wanted Pyrrha as a partner and was not willing to “let the chips fall where they may”. So… during initiation, she tracked down the redhead and used a spiraling glyph to entrance her. Then, as Pyrrha’s eyes spiral and she drools into her cleavage, Weiss gives a rundown of ALL the reasons they should be partners and suggestions/commands for changes in Pyrrha’s personality. Pyrrha, mindless and in trance, absorb her words without objection… And somewhere Jaune is stuck in a tree.
“So, I’ve been thinking about what you said – about letting the chips fall where they may?”
“Uhhhh…”
“And, you know, I don’t think that really suits us. I mean, either of us. As the heiress to a large and prestigious company like Schnee Corp, I need to present the correct image at all times. Can you imagine if I got landed with a brash brute like that blonde, or that hyperactive child? It would be a disaster! I can’t imagine trying to give those kinds of people orders, they’d be so… uncivil. Impossible to deal with.”
“Uhhhhhh…”
“Where as you, obviously, are perfect for me. In pretty much every way! That’s a pretty big compliment, there. And I really think I’m perfect for you. Look, you’re a champion, you’re amazing, you’re the best fighter in the entire school already, you’ve won the tournament four times already. Granted, your resistance to mind control seems to be pretty low, but I can’t really fault you on that, I mean, I am a Schnee.”
“Uhhhhhhhhhh…”
“Anyways, the last thing you need is to be held back by some substandard partner. Heh. Like that idiot who didn’t even know who you were back in the equipment room! Ugh, the thought gives me chills. So, we’re going to be partners, you and me. All you need to do is just give in, and…”
“Hhaaaaaaahhh…”
“Oh, there you go! Good girl. I know the sound of a stubborn mind giving in when I hear one~”
Indeed, as Weiss watched, spinning, spiralling glyph still held firmly over her extended palm, she could see its power start to affect Pyrrha. The redhead’s eyes were starting to do more than simply reflect the magical pattern that had ensnared her attention – they were turning into black and white spirals themselves, a little ‘quirk’ of Schnee hypnotism to show she was under. Not only that, but her jaw was slowly dropping open, her mouth quirked into a nice, simple, good girl smile as drool began to drip down onto her tits.
Yep, Pyrrha Nikos’s mind was well and truly tranced. It was time for Weiss to make sure she was fully on board with this partner thing.
“Alright, Pyrrha, can you hear me?”
“Yessssss…”
Weiss smirked. “Good. Pyrrha – you are now my partner.”
“I am your partnerrr…”
“Right. We’ll be the perfect pair with my brains and your brawn, so just make sure you always listen to me! Any idea I suggest will sound great to you, and you’ll just love to do what I say.”
“Love… to do… what you say…”
“Atta girl~” The white-haired huntress stepped forward, one hand still holding the spiral up before Pyrrha, while the other came up to cup the champion’s cheek gently. Hm. She was quite attractive – and what the hell, weren’t you supposed to experiment in college? “In fact, you find me incredibly attractive, and if I ever invite you into my bed you’ll be eager to say yes.”
“Eager… to say… yes…”
“You can’t think of anyone more attractive than me.”
“No one… more attractive… than you…”
“And no more of this relaxed ‘Chips fall where they may’ attitude out of you. You and I are going to conquer all of Beacon – we’ll be the very best students they ever had – so buckle up, and get serious, understand?”
“Get… serious…” The redhead droned as her mind rewrote itself, her kind and gentle nature completely transformed into the attitude of a serious, no nonsense alpha who was going to get exactly what she and her beloved partner wanted.
Yes. Perfect. Weiss let out a happy evil chuckle as she watched Pyrrha drool. She was going to be the perfect partner – and with this, her time at Beacon was already off to a fine start.
Elsewhere, a hopeless blonde swung helplessly from a tree, completely forgotten.
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A naïve adventurer picks up a cursed item that cause her to go from scrawny mage to curvy barbarian, with the change causing her to lose her intellect.
“Hm.” Elsa pursed her lips and folded her arms. “Just what in the devil are you supposed to do?”
The young wizard was having a difficult time with her first official dungeon raid – admittedly, not something an adventurer would normally do alone, but for a mage of her prodigious talents such a challenge was childsplay. She’d already cleared half of this crumbled, undead infested tomb with her carefully thrown fireballs, and the rest really wouldn’t be a challenge.
But now she’d found a puzzle.
It looked quite simple. Just a question written over a pair of treasure chests that barely qualified as a riddle. It read ‘What is more valuable for the fight ahead? Strength or Wisdom?’
And, well, obviously the correct answer was Wisdom, right? That was a classic – But! The riddle wasn’t asking for what was better overall, it was asking for what was more valuable for her next fight. See, it was clearly a trick question – after all, Elsa had plenty of wisdom already, thank you – but it was fair to say she had kind of skipped out on gym day for the past 20 years. So, then, logically, what she could use more for the fight ahead had to be strength, didn’t it? It only made sense.
This was how you could twist yourself in knots trying to out think a simple question, by the way.
Well, satisfied with her answer, Elsa lifted the lid of the strength chest, reached inside, and pulled out…
A battle axe.
“Oh.” She said, frowning. “I don’t think I caaaaaauuuhhhh…”
The axe was glowing – as were Elsa’s eyes. A haze descended over her thoughts as her body began to change. As her muscles suddenly bulged, and her wizard robes tore. As her height grew taller, and her blonde hair longer. As her chest expanded and her ass grew well rounded. The strange blankness that had settled over her mind even covered the moment when her ruined clothes reformed themselves into a formidable chainmail bikini, stretched tight over her large chest.
It turned out that when a room offers you a choice of strength or wisdom, sometimes it really meant what it said.
“Uh. Like.” Elsa blinked, her blue eyes suddenly three shades duller as she came back to herself. “Wut was I doin’?” She shifted uncomfortably, a puzzled frown crossing over her face, before she unconsciously hefted her axe over her shoulder. “I think I was, uh… Adventurin’ or summit.”
Unfortunately, even well-meaning enchantments needed something to fuel their effects. In this case, Elsa’s newly enhanced strength had come at the expense of her expansive intellect.
On the plus side, though, she had been pretty smart – emphasis on had been – and now all of those smarts had gone directly into her muscles (and some into her curves). As a result, she was exceptionally strong – even if she was also exceptionally stupid.
Swings and roundabouts, you know?
“Well whatever…” She shrugged, and banished all remnants of her former self from her mind, lumbering towards the next room. “Probly not important. Time to get killin’!”
And so, as she began to smash her way through a helpless army of undead, the legend of Elsa the Wizard came to an end before it had even begun… But soon, the legend of Elsa the Barbarian would be infamous across the entire globe, as a mighty hero rose up to fight against evil everywhere!
Maybe strength was the right choice after all!
