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[Ursa, Non, and Zod enter the town square via Phantom Zone portal. Scene plays out as normal with Zod making his public announcement] “Hear me insects of this primitive world! I, Emperor Dru Zod of Krypton, allow you to live out of mercy. Fight or flee and you forfeit said mercy. This shall be a day for all to remember. As you bear witness to the fall of your meager civilization and the rise to the House of Zod!” Zod turned to his reigning lieutenants. “Non, seize control of any weapons or backwater technology this planet might have to offer.” Non nods and zips off; leaving only the deadliest member left: Ursa. “What shall you have me do oh great one?” “You, my dear, have the most important task at hand: round up as many bystanders or civilians you find. Any boon you find along the way is yours to keep. But do not fail me Ursa.” “I understand my lord.” Before she leaves, she turns to face Zod, “And what would you have me do with those who stand in my way?” “Show them

Location: Green Hill Zones No POV In an alternate universe, we see the Son of Godfield enter a Sonic related universe through an interdimensional portal as he is in the mood to travel through the multiverse to pass sometime after he perform a sermon at the church in his own universe with his surrogate father, Godfield. Y/n: Alright, let's see what this universe had to offer. Then Y/n began walking down the path of the Green Hill Zone for a minute or two until he noticed some dead animal scattered around the area when he was walking down the path. Y/n: Strange. Why are there so many dead animals in the area? This can't be good...not good at all... Y/n the continued walking down the path until he spotted Sonic at the distance as the whole area became a darker and nightmare fueled world around him. Y/n: Something's not right and I can already tell that blue hedgehog is not Sonic at all....he's different... So, Y/n continued walking down the path to Sonic before walking past a wooden stake with Tails' severed head that disappeared when Y/n walked right past it before Y/n discovered a piggy's head chopped off with a chicken got stabbed in the back with a golden ring, making Y/n feel like something doesn't seem right at all. Then as Y/n got close to Sonic, he tapped on his finger to get his attention as Sonic turned back to face Y/n as the blue hedgehog smiled at Y/n, which he looked at the hedgehog with a confused and questionable look on his face before the hedgehog revealed his true form to him. Y/n: Whoa. I didn't expect that to happen. So, Y/n immediately ran back to where he came from with the demon hedgehog known as Tornt.exe chased after him before the Son of Godfield stopped at a skeleton corpse laying on the ground and grabbed a sharp piece of the bones to use as a weapon against Tornt.exe. But when Tornt.exe managed to catch up to Y/n as he floated right behind Y/n before he quickly turned to Tornt.exe without showing no signs of fear at Tornt.exe with the sharp bone in his hands until Tornt.exe sliced Y/n's head off with his razor-sharp claws. He thought he had won until Y/n quickly regenerated his head, which shocked Tornt.exe before Y/n threw the bone at Tornt.exe so fast, it knocked the hedgehog's head cleaned off, allowing Y/n to escape with something important in tow that he managed to get before confronting Tornt.exe. Then as Y/n dashed out of the area, away from Tornt.exe, the demon hedgehog managed to regenerate his head and was surprised to see someone that powerful to decapitate him with a piece of bone like that. Tornt.exe: So...there's someone here that is powerful to stop me. Well, that won't stop me from getting his soul. He can't run from me for I AM GOD!!! (Laughs) Then as we cut back to Y/n, he pulled out Tails' severed head and used his powers to bring him back to life as the two tailed fox was shocked to be brought back to life by a guardian angel like Y/n as he kneeled down to the fox to make sure if he was okay. Y/n: Are you alright? I took care of the monster for you?  Then the two tailed fox immediately hugged him in a tight grip, to Y/n's surprise to see Tails hug him like that as he was saved by a guardian angel as he hugged him back before opening up a portal to his world, where Tails will be safe from Tornt.exe to avoid getting killed again. Y/n: I hate to cut our interaction short, but I highly suggest you go hide in my world and stay there until I deal with the demon. You'll be safe there. I promise. Tails didn't even think twice and immediately ran into the portal before Y/n immediately closed the portal and went off to find Tornt.exe until he spotted another Mobian, better known as Knuckles the Echidna, who is currently flying around in the area, prompting Y/n to follow and make sure he doesn't get killed by the same demonic hedgehog that killed the poor two tailed fox. Unaware to the Son of Godfield, Tornt.exe began watching Y/n fly off and follow Knuckles to another area as he smiled evilly that he is not gonna be defeated by a Demi-Cat-God like Y/n after he simply threw a sharp bone that sliced his head cleaned off. Location: Scrap Brain Zone As we see Knuckles flew over to another area known as the Scrap Brain Zone as he is currently on a mission to find his friend Tails that went missing when Tornt.exe killed him by severing his own head and placed it on a wooden stake or how the Son fo Godfield managed to bring back to life as he appeared in front of the echinda, which he immediately backed away and demanded to know from the Demi-Cat-God to get some answers. Knuckles: Who are you?! Y/n: Do not be alarmed, young echinda. I am not going to harm you. You are looking for the two tailed fox by the name of Tails, am I correct? Knuckles: Yes. I was requested to find after he went missing. Do you know where he is by any chance? Y/n: I do. In fact, I found him dead by a certain demon that decapitated him and placed his head on a wooden stake, but I managed to revive him and sent him somewhere safe, away from the demon that killed him. Knuckles: I see. Well then, since you fully explained to me on Tails' whereabouts, I trust that Tails is in good hands? Y/n: Of course, my servants will watch over him until I take care of the threat. He's out there somewhere, so I think it's best that you head over to my world to meet up with your fox friend. You may be strong, but this demon is a much more dangerous enemy that you can't handle. Luckily for you, I have the power to take him out, for I am known as the Son of Godfield and I will not rest until the evil demon that took the form of your hedgehog friend. Knuckles: Very well. I understand what you mean by your explaination of this situation. If what you're saying that this Sonic impersonator is too strong for me to handle, then I shall head over to this sanctuary of yours to meet up with Tails. Y/n: Very well. (Opens Portal) Then you better hurry, there's no telling when that demon will arrive to hunt us down. Knuckles: Right. I should get going then. Knuckles then made a run for the portal as he went through the portal before Y/n immediately closed the portal as soon as Knuckles made it through. Then after Y/n managed to let Knuckles escape to his world, he took a stroll towards to what's left of the Chemical Plant in the Scrap Brain Zone while staying alert for Tornt.exe to arrive to fight Y/n again for a rematch as the sign that he walked past a sign that was labeled, "Chemical Plant" to the words, "Turn Back" as the sign was trying to warn him not to go any further, but Y/n ignored the warnings and kept on walking down the path. Then speak of the devil himself, Tornt.exe appeared behind Y/n as he stopped walking before slowing turning back to face the demonic hedgehog as he smiled wickedly with his pupils glowing blood red within his black soulless eyes as Y/n looked at him with a poker face look. Y/n: You finally showed up, huh? You're not any other demons that I faced before. Then Tornt.exe taunted Y/n by licking the blood from his gloved hand, staining his sharp teeth with the blood of his victims. Y/n: It's gonna take more than that to intimate me. I can read your attacks and abilities like an open book. So you better prepare yourself for whatever I'm about to use against you. Tornt.exe then used a hand gesture to make Y/n come at him to fight him, which made Y/n instantly come up to Tornt.exe within a blink of an eye, causing Tornt.exe to quickly teleport away from Y/n to create some distance as he never thought he would appear in front of him like that before as Y/n instantly appeared in front of Tornt.exe again before the demon clawed at Y/n's right eye, but he didn't flinch at as he instantly healed the wound, shocking the demon that he just attacked him for nothing. Then Y/n stratched both his eyes with his cat claws, causing Tornt.exe to back away in pain as Y/n's scratch attach was powered by holy attributes that managed to deliver some pain to the demonic hedgehog as he never felt this much pain as he slowly opened his eyes to see Y/n slowly walk up to him with his eyes glowing brightly as Tornt.exe immediately flew away, knowing that he had no other choice but to retreat as he is clearly not powerful enough to stop the Son of Godfield. However, Y/n will not allow this demonic hedgehog to escape on his watch as he chased after Tornt.exe with lightning speed, causing the demon to look back to see the Demi-Cat-God catching up to him in a heartbeat before he spotted a tree in the area as he used his telekinetic powers to pick up the tree from the ground before splitting it into a bunch of wooden spears to use against Y/n as he threw the wooden spears at the Son of Godfield. Y/n didn't move a muscle and let the wooden spears stab him through his body like a human kabob as Tornt.exe smiled in victory, which didn't last long as Y/n made his body particularly transparent, allowing the wooden spears to fall out of Y/n's body and the holes that pierced through his body regenerated back to it's normal state, causing Tornt.exe to be shocked to see Y/n survive that attack before he got stabbed in the forehead by one of the wooden spears that Y/n grabbed and threw it with such godly brute strength, causing Tornt.exe to crash into the wall of one of the buildings before Y/n teleported to another area of the Scrap Brain Zone. Y/n: Wow. For such a dangerous demon like that blue hedgehog, he sure did put up a fight, but he was just too slow for my tastes. Then Y/n heard something nearby as he spotted the villainous scientist, also known as Dr. Ivo Robotnik or in this case, Dr. Eggman as he is flying around the area in his Egg Ship as Y/n realized that he might eventually get hunted down by Tornt.exe and immediately flew after him to make sure to get him to safety before the demon catches up and claim his next victim. Soon after Y/n left the area to go after Dr. Eggman, Tornt.exe managed to pull himself out of wall with the wooden spear keeping him in place as he rip the spear from his forehead as he is now enraged that he was defeated by the Son of Godfield, not once but twice as he soon spotted the Demi-Cat-God is now going after Robotnik next. This has given Tornt.exe an idea as his last chance to get back at the Son of Godfield before he saves another victim, preventing him from colelcting Eggman's soul after Y/n successfully revived Tails from the dead and sent him and Knuckles to a safe place where Tornt.exe won't get to them as this nightmare is not over yet as Tornt.exe is gonna lose to the Son of Godfield again, unaware of what's going to happen to him once he falls into Y/n's trap that he planned out before he took off to go after Dr. Eggman. Tornt.exe: You may have defeated twice without even breaking a sweat, but this time I won't lose to a Demi-Cat-God like you. Nobody will ever try to stop me, for I AM GOD!!! (Laughs Evilly) TO BE CONTINUED...

Phaelyn opens her eyes slowly, waking from sleep in a very gentle way. Her body seems to be already full of energy thanks to the excellent night she has just had. Morning light streams in through the open window, accompanied by a gentle, warming caress on her body. The air in the room is fresh and pleasant. The angel takes a moment to stretch her body, slightly numb from her long night. The sensation of waking spreads from her shoulders to her fingertips, which she uses to rub her eyes. Then a question pops into her head as she feels her two hands on her face. Why are her hand and head no longer restricted like they were last night? The half-blonde lifts her head to look beside her. Ifry is still there, sleeping peacefully. The demoness's lips form a small smile, having lost her usual maturity and recovered a very childlike face. Phae has never seen an expression like this on the demoness' face. Come to think of it, she's never woken up before the horned woman, not since they've been living together. Ifry's smile also brings a smile to Phae's face, who is happy to see that her beloved is having a wonderful night as it has been for her. Her gaze moves to one of the demoness's hands, which was connected to the angel's before they fell asleep last night. Ifry has just her usual glove on her hand, in its original form. The half-blonde brings her hands to her face again, even though she already knows her latex mask is gone. Was this a dream? The woman rested her head on her pillow to think. Yet it seemed perfectly real... She still remembers the warmth of her hand against Ifry's. The explanation of the password. The latex hardening around her head. The memories and sensations of last night make Phaelyn's cheeks flush hard. But embarrassment isn't the strongest emotion inside her right now. A deep arousal is screaming all over her, in her muscles, her heart, her thoughts and especially her crotch. This feeling proves that what happened last night was not a dream. The angel then jerks as she feels something suddenly rest on her hand. She turns her head with a face filled with terror, having been snapped out of her reflections. Her gaze then meets Ifry's, laughing, with a face that slowly awakens. She hadn't expected the contact of her hand on Phae's to provoke such a reaction. The panic in the half-blonde's eyes disappears as she realizes what's happened, and she rests her hand on Ifry's. "What were you thinking so deep in thought?" The demoness asks in a voice a little aggravated by waking up. Phae can't hide her excitement and flushed cheeks. "N-Nothing at all!" "Hm... I think..." The demoness stands up and approaches the angel, coming on all fours. "That you were thinking about what we did last night..." Ifry finishes by sitting astride her girlfriend, looking into her eyes. The latter's face opens a little more with the demoness's words. "So it wasn't a dream?" Phae asks, forgetting her emotions for a few seconds. "No, it wasn't a dream." She nods, caressing her beloved's cheek. The half-blonde starts to smile, then turns very red. "So... That must mean that tonight..." "Indeed." Ifry replies with a smile going to each of her ears. "Tonight I'm going to turn you into the perfect latex angel!" The demoness's affirmation drives her sweetheart wild with joy, but the latter just turns her gaze to the side, trying to hide her embarrassment. "G-Great..." The horned woman places one of her fingers on Phaelyn's chin and she lifts her face slightly. The angel closes her eyes instinctively, which makes Ifry smile hugely. She loves the fact that her girlfriend always closes her eyes when she feels she's losing control of the situation. The demoness brings her face slowly up to the angel's neck, her warm breath sending an intense shiver down Phae's spine. The horned woman's lips are inches from her beloved's trembling neck. But she changes her mind at the last moment and simply kisses her cheek. The half-blonde lets out a slight sigh of frustration and reopens her eyes with a half-smile. "I-I don't know if I love or hate it when you do that kind of stuff..." She confesses, making Ifry smile and get up to get out of bed. "I'd say you love to hate it!" Adds the demoness as she searches for clothes. "By the way... Was it you who made the latex that was on me disappear?" "No, I didn't. But I think I understand my gloves better every time I use them. I think the latex I create has a shelf life before it disappears on its own." "Oh, I understand better. But I guess you're not sure?" "No, not yet." "Well all you have to do is create a little latex thing on me and we'll see if it disappears!" The horned woman turns to her girlfriend with a playful smile, knowing that Phae offers that too for the feel of latex on her. "Very well." Ifry approaches the angel again and places her hand on the latter's wrist. The demoness has only been able to put on one pair of jeans, so the half-blonde only has eyes for her darling's breasts. The horned woman flashes a thick little bracelet on Phaelyn's wrist, blushing in contact with the latex. "All that's left now is to wait." The angel nods, looking at her new little bracelet. Ifry's eyes then take on a much more sincere and serious look. "You're looking well today. I'm glad." Phae raises her head, not expecting her girlfriend's honesty. "Y-Yes... You look good too..." "Yes, I haven't had such a long night in a long time." Replies the demoness, stretching with a satisfied smile. "I'm sorry..." The angel looks down guiltily. "Why are you apologizing?" Ifry asks, tilting her head. "Because... It's because of me that you slept badly..." "Phae... It was fully my choice..." She explains, looking away because of how embarrassing what she's about to say is for her. "It's my duty as your girlfriend to help you in any circumstance..." "Yes, but... Because of me you've suffered too..." "I have indeed suffered. I don't know if the nightmares have really disappeared, but I do know that my suffering is worth the cost." The angel lifts her head, showing curiosity in her gaze despite the sadness. "Why is it worth the cost?" "Because it will allow me to see again the most beautiful smile that exists in all the realms." Announced the demoness with a deliciously sincere smile that totally confused her girlfriend. "I-It's not even true! I'm don't have..." The half-blonde stops in mid-sentence as the demoness starts moving her chest from left to right. "The most... Beautiful... Smile..." "I think I've found the best technique for winning an argument with you. You can't even talk anymore!" Laughs Ifry with a smile before turning to hide her breasts from Phae's eager gaze. "Get dressed and come to lunch. My breasts aren't good enough to satiate you!" "Each road that we took... Turned into goooooold..." Phae is having fun dancing in the middle of the living room, under the amused and admiring eyes of her girlfriend, sitting on the sofa. The angel is immersed in her music, moving slowly to the beat. Her movements are imprecise and uncoordinated, but that's not important at all. This kind of moment when she appreciates the moment to the full is something she's still learning to discover. "But the dream was too much... For you to hoooooold..." As for Ifry, she loves to see her beloved in this state of infectious joy. She's so happy when the half-blonde is simply herself. The latter's happiness is all the horned woman is looking for, and she hopes the two women have been able to say goodbye to the angel's nightmares for good. "Now over and over I keep going over the WOOOOOORLD WE KNEEEEEW!" Phaelyn spins around, completely carried away by the chorus of her music. Ifry then feels something appear on her legs, she looks down and begins to smile. "Right on time." She thinks as she sees the typical Hell News typography. The bracelet on her wrist, given to her by her father before she left Earth, allows her to receive Hell's most famous newspaper. The demoness grabs the paper and unfolds it to see the entire cover. The front page of Hell News always shows the biggest news stories the paper has to report, with a larger-than-usual insert for the most important announcement. It's this insert that catches the horned woman's eye, as below the headline is a photo of someone she recognizes. The photo shows a few seconds of her father, shouting a sentence or two at a reporter. The moment is repeated over and over on the magic paper. Ifry's heart immediately starts beating faster, understanding what the article is surely about. She begins to read the headline, her eyes widening as she does so. 《"THE ANGELS KILLED MY DAUGHTER."》 Ifry doesn't believe what she reads. Could her father be blaming the angels to cover up his daughter's disappearance? When his wife has always fought for peace? No, it couldn't be. There's got to be an explanation for this. The demoness turns the page of the newspaper to the full article and reads it carefully. 《Last day, the Hell News was informed of the disappearance of Demon Prince Leviathan's daughter. She was reportedly last seen by her war squad over a month ago. She asked them to flee the Great Forest, Hell's most famous natural spot, as she was about to confront a Seraphin. Her squad returned two weeks later. Unfortunately, the Forest was totally destroyed, but the worst thing is that the Prince's daughter has been missing ever since. The chances that she survived the battle are slim, although our information tells us that the Seraphin has not been seen since that battle either. Our journalists took the trouble to go to the small village where Prince Leviathan lives to question him. But on hearing of his daughter's disappearance, he immediately began to howl his hatred of angels. We'll be continuing our investigations to try and get to the bottom of this case. For now, here are a few testimonials from demons showing their support towards-》 Ifry pauses in her reading, clutching the edge of the paper in her hands. Thousands of questions race through her mind. Her gaze turns back to the newspaper cover to look at the moving image of her father. Every single thing she did before leaving Hell replayed in her head like a movie. She stresses at the thought of the smallest clue she might have left. What if her squad had found the plant residues she used to heal herself and Phae? Maybe the plants in the cave haven't decomposed yet? The horned woman began biting one of her fingernails, her eyes still locked on the image of her father. "It'll be all right." She says to herself inwardly, trying to reassure herself. She doesn't understand it, but the more her gaze gets lost in the newspaper image, the more questioning she feels. But why? It's as if her brain seems to see something wrong but she doesn't see it herself. What could be strange about this moving image? It's then that the demoness recognizes a word spoken by the image of her father. Daughter. She begins to try and understand what the Prince is saying. He already seems to be saying one sentence, shaking his head, before saying another, approaching a journalist with a black look of anger. Angel... Nothing... You... Ifry opens her eyes wide as she grasps the truth. The pieces of the puzzle come together in front of her and she understands her father's sentence as if she could hear him screaming into the paper. 《The angels have nothing to do with this story. It was you who killed my daughter.》 The Hell News reporters changed her father's sentence! It's all clear now! "You bastards..." Mumbles the demoness with a smile filled with anger. Still, she's glad to see her father hasn't forgotten how his daughter got into the army, even if she already knew. "Are you all right?" Phae asks worriedly, seeing her girlfriend's expression. Ifry begins to smile more gently to reassure her. "Yes, I'm fine, don't worry. It's just that I've just realized that the directors of this newspaper are very scoundrel-like. At the same time, I should have known better, given that the paper is financed by Belial..." She explains with an annoyed laugh that gives the angel pause. "That's... That's not cool that our two realms are so mean..." Adds the half-blonde with an understanding smile. Her beloved nods at the pertinent remark and Phaelyn places her headphones on Ifry's head. "Here! It'll change your emotions!" The demoness began listening to very soft, happy music, which helped her forget her frustration a little. "Thank you Phae. This music is very pretty." "Yes!" The angel agrees with a full smile, happy to see Ifry feeling a little better. "She's the ghost of Chicagoooo..." Phae begins to sing the lyrics of the music very softly in rhythm as she can barely hear the sound coming out of the headphones on the demoness' head. Her body begins to dance slowly again, showing just how happy the half-blonde feels, she can't even contain herself. Ifry flashes a huge smile that warms her beloved's heart with delicate, loving warmth. Phae can't hold back any longer and takes the demoness's hand to get up from the sofa. "What are you doing?" Ifry asks with a slight laugh as she sees the angel take her second hand too. "I'm making the most of the moment!" She replies with an adorable smile, starting to dance with Ifry. The latter can't help but smile when she sees Phae's joy and starts dancing with her, twirling and humming the tune with her. The moment is sublime, making the last few weeks of nightmares disappear completely. The two lovers start laughing together as the music draws to a close. The demoness begins to hug Phaelyn, which surprises the latter. The horned woman wraps her arms around her as tightly as she can, caressing the back of the angel's head with one of her hands. "I-Ifry..? Are you all right?" The demoness nods without letting go of her girlfriend. "Yes, I'm fine... It's just... Promise me you'll never stop shining like you do..." The horned woman asks in a very emotional voice. Phaelyn opens her eyes a little wider as she hears her girlfriend's almost pleading. She rests her cheek on Ifry's shoulder and begins to hug her too. "All right! I'll always be your sunshine, even in the middle of the night!" Phae promises with a smile, her eyes trained on her girlfriend's back before raising an eyebrow. The demoness snuggles further into the half-blonde's arms to show her appreciation even more. This moment is just a breath of fresh air for the horned woman. "Thanks Phae... I don't show it very often but I'm very grateful to you forHYAAAAH?!" Ifry's whole body tenses and she lets out a huge moan when she feels Phaelyn's caress on her demon tail. The demoness stepped back several meters, putting her hands behind her back to protect her tail stashed under her shirt. She was so focused on what she was about to confess to her girlfriend that she didn't notice what the angel was doing. The latter didn't move a millimeter, totally confused by the moan she heard. "I-I'm sorry I just wanted to see what it felt like to touch it..." Phaelyn explains with red cheeks. Ifry regains her composure within seconds. She places the bottom of her shirt back in place with her hands, to make sure her demon tail is well hidden again. "It's nothing. Just please don't do it again." The demoness asks with a normal expression, as if nothing had happened. The angel nods with a slight smirk, showing that she'll do it again as soon as she can. "If you try to do it again you'll get nothing tonight." Ifry threatens, having seen her darling's intentions very clearly. "Okay, I promise!" She shouts in panic at the idea of the demoness' threat coming true. The latter gives an amused, proud smile, and she begins to head down the corridor. "Good girl." Says Ifry to congratulate her girlfriend, who seems to be reacting very well to this. She bites her lip unconsciously and seems to be tightening her legs and the horned woman spots it very well. "Are you all right? You seem troubled all of a sudden..." The demoness asks with a much more evocative smile. Phaelyn looks down in shame and scratches one of her fingers with her fingernails. "Y-Yes it's okay..." She replies with a face that means exactly the opposite, which amuses Ifry greatly. "I'm going to go and draw for a bit. There's still a little time before dinner." "O-Okay... What are you going to draw?" "Hm..." Ifry pauses and crosses her arms to think. "Today, I'd say something cheerful." The demoness gives the angel one last joking look before leaving. "I think I'll draw what I'm going to do to you tonight!" "O-Okay..." The half-blonde nods, grimacing with excitement. Her girlfriend walks into her office and Phae lets out a long sigh, trying to evacuate her envy. She approaches the window to look where the sun is and bites a finger, letting out a squeak of frustration. "Haaaaaaa I'm never going to be able to wait another three hours!" The angel then looks down having seen something unusual. Smoke. She finds the source and sees that it's coming from her wrist. The latex bracelet made for her by the horned woman has suddenly evaporated. Phae takes a bite of the meal Ifry has prepared and her eyebrows raise of their own accord. The angel turns her head to look happily at her girlfriend sitting next to her. The demoness just turns her eyes to Phaelyn, suddenly feeling a gaze on her. "Yes?" "Can you tell me again what this thing you've been cooking is called?" Asks the half-blonde, pointing at her plate with her fork. "Potatoes." She replies, taking another bite with a slight smirk. "I'm glad you like it." "Yes, I love it!" Phae exclaims as she devours the rest of her dish. "See? It's not horrible to taste something new!" Ifry smiles when she sees that her girlfriend has already finished eating. The latter looks down a little and lightly scratches one of her fingers. "Yes, but... I don't know why, but I'm always afraid of tasting something new..." "What are you afraid of?" "Well..." The angel turns completely around to have Ifry in front of her. "I'd say I'm afraid I won't like the taste and texture..." A big shiver runs through the half-blonde's body, imagining if the potatoes hadn't been good. "If, one day, you don't feel like tasting something new then tell me. I'll make you something you really like." "Really?" Phaelyn rocks back and forth in her chair. "I don't want to bother you... It's hard enough to make one meal..." "Don't worry Phae. You're not bothering me at all. Besides, it's not by forcing yourself that you'll lose your fear of novelty, don't you think?" Ifry asks, giving the angel a light, understanding smile. The latter smiles unconsciously as she senses the demoness' kindness. "Thanks Ifry!" She said, hopping up and down on her chair a few times before rocking back. The horned woman finishes her plate and closes her eyes, remaining silent. "I never dared ask you but... Why do you always close your eyes when you finish eating?" "I thank Life for this good meal." Ifry explains, opening her eyes again. "Even though I'm the one who planted these potatoes, I have to be grateful. Life could have decided that my potatoes wouldn't grow." "Ooooooh!" Phaelyn grins happily at her darling's explanation. "I love your relationship with nature! I've never seen that before!" "It's unfortunately normal." Ifry replies, turning to face Phae as well. She leans her elbow on the table and shrugs fatalistically. "Angels don't care about nature." Phae begins to think, and her girlfriend immediately senses her change of emotion. "Did I say something wrong?" "No, no..." Says the angel, shaking her head sadly. "It's just that I feel guilty about destroying the Great Forest of Hell..." Ifry's brows furrowed in sadness and tried to reassure her girlfriend. "It wasn't your fault Phae... You had to defend yourself... Like I did too." "Yes, I know, but... I still feel guilty anyway..." Phaelyn bows her head and looks down at her feet. Ifry smiles slightly and she leans forward to stroke her beloved's cheek. "You know... I think it's no coincidence that fate brought us to this forest after our trance. I think we have to watch over this forest to protect it." "To..." The half-blonde raises her eyes, rubbing her cheek at the demoness's hand. "To redeem ourselves?" "It's possible, yes. Maybe we need to take care of this forest while Rilliana and her friends are away." Ifry adds, stroking Phae's head. The latter closes her eyes to fully appreciate her darling's gesture. "I hope we'll see Rilli again soon..." The angel announces with a smile of shared joy and hope. "Me too Phae." The demoness replies weakly with a thoughtful look. "Next time I'll be the one tying Rilliana up!" Phae announces in a joyful, confident voice. Ifry didn't want to tell her girlfriend, but she doubted the elf would return before Trisha did. Rilliana seemed almost disgusted by the region when she spoke of it. That's perfectly understandable. Ifry imagines she'd hate every place she visited with Phae if the angel... The horned woman shakes her head to clear her bad thoughts and rises from her chair. Phaelyn opens her eyes again and raises her head to look at Ifry's brand-new gaze. The latter stares at the angel with a very playful and evocative smile. "Now I'll clear the table. Meanwhile, you're going to go into the bedroom to undress and wait for me in the middle of the bed. Is that understood?" "Y-Yes..." Phaelyn replies simply, recovering the embarrassment and excitement she had earlier in the day. The horned woman places her hands on her darling's cheeks so she can revel in her face covered in vivid emotions. "Good girl." She says as she withdraws her hands to start grabbing cutlery and plates. The angel's legs twists with pleasure and the demoness smiles as she hears her beloved's reaction. Why do these words make her react so much? No matter, it's just a joy to thrill her with two such simple words. "Come on Phae." Out comes Ifry quickly with a more imperious voice. "If you're not naked in the bed before I get there then you'll get a punishment." "A-A punishment?" "Yes. You won't know your bondage name if you don't do what I tell you." "Oh no! I want to know!" Phae exclaims as she stands up, Ifry turns to her and grabs her face with one hand. "Then go to the bedroom." She demands with her face posted a few centimeters from the angel's. "A-All right!" "Good." The demoness lets go of the half-blonde's face and the latter sets off for the bedroom. "Oh, I almost forgot!" Phae stops for a second but doesn't have time to turn around. She lets out a squeak of pain as she feels the gentle warmth of a magic slap on her bottom. "Dinosaur!" Ifry proudly announces as she continues to clear the table. The horned woman's slap has totally knocked the wind out of Phae and she takes off towards the bedroom, clutching her legs. "D-Dinosaur..." The angel announces with a stammer, announcing the start of their evening game. Ifry enters the room and a mischievous smile appears on her face when she sees Phaelyn lying naked in the middle of the bed, as she had requested. The angel hides her breasts and crotch with her arms, but mostly tries to hide the enormous embarrassment on her face, but to no avail. She raises her head slightly to look at the demoness, who closes the shutters enough to darken the room but just enough for each woman to see the other's form. Ifry climbs into bed and advances on all fours towards Phae. "D-Did I follow your orders correctly...?" Asks the half-blonde with a voice split between embarrassment and excitement, while her cheeks are bright red. The horned woman sits on her girlfriend's belly, who moans a little at the feel of Ifry's jeans. The latter doesn't respond and moves one of her hands towards the other. The long shirt she's wearing, too big for her, is a very light, transparent white. In the dim light of the room, Phaelyn can still make out all the details hidden beneath. The curves of her hips, the slight roundness of her breasts hidden beneath a bra, the deep black of her latex gloves, everything is subtly and deliciously visible. The demoness rolls up her shirt sleeves to fully expose her gloves and prepare the angel even more of what's about to happen to her. "I-Ifry...?" The half-blonde is extremely disturbed by her partner's silence. The horned woman leans forward a little and grabs Phaelyn's arm, the one that was hiding her chest. She holds her by the wrist firmly but without causing any pain. Without warning, the demoness's glove releases a large quantity of black liquid which immediately sticks to the angel's wrist, hand and forearm. The cold latex acts as a pleasure trigger for Phaelyn. Phaelyn's reaction, in turn, acts as a pleasure trigger for the horned woman. The latex on the angel's arm stretches itself to one of the corners of the bed and attaches itself, rendering the half-blonde's arm useless. This is the beginning of the end for Phae, and she understands that in a few minutes there won't even be an inch of her skin left visible. Ifry watches the angel's reaction with a truly devilish grin, devouring the slightest spasm of arousal, the slightest moan and the slightest eager glance from her girlfriend. She stroked one of Phae's cheeks with the palm of her hand and began to smile brightly. It's then that the angel understands what this smile means. She's going to cover her face with latex! The half-blonde closes her eyes and lets out a little cry of anticipation. Then nothing. Seconds go by without anything happening. The demoness's palm lifted from Phae's face. Was it a feint? The horned woman seems to be more sadistic than ever. The angel doesn't even know what to expect anymore. She opens her eyes again and it's at this precise moment that Ifry decides to grab the half-blonde's second arm. The demoness wastes no time in covering Phae's arm in an instant, and a few seconds later both her upper limbs are completely held in place by the long black latex sleeves. The angel can't help moaning at the speed and placidity of her beloved. Ifry's total silence adds even more tension to the scene. Phaelyn can't imagine how she would react if she started hearing her beloved's voice. The demoness continues to play with her, running her hands randomly over the angel's body. The latter lifts every part of her body that is touched by the horned woman's gentle hands. Ifry accentuates the desire in her eyes to make sure the half-blonde notices it. And she notices it. Phaelyn begins to tremble all over, begging the demoness to continue with her gaze alone. The horned woman places her hands on the angel's knees with an amused look. She strokes the inside of her girlfriend's knees with her thumbs and the half-blonde jiggles from the light tickling. She then feels two cold waves envelop her legs at lightning speed before spreading them apart so that they're restrained by the two remaining corners of the bed. That's it, Phae can do no more. Her mind is so frustrated. Ifry takes so long to cover her that it's torture. But her limbs are latexed so quickly that she it's even impossible for her to enjoy it. The demoness knows that very well, her Machiavellian smile is the only thing Phaelyn can look at. The horned woman leans over the angel's body to bring her mouth close to her ear. Her breathing is calm and slow, as if she's focused solely on teasing her prey. "Do you want to know your bondage name..?" Ifry asks in a very interrogative voice. The latter's words drive the half-blonde completely crazy about her. Her pelvis debates with all its might, desperate to show the demoness that she can't take it anymore. "Y-Yes... Yes..! Please yes yes yes!" She begs with a desirably impatient air. Her beloved lets out a satisfied smile and sits back down on the angel's belly. "Very well... Then tell me my bondage name first." Demands the horned woman, stroking her own legs sensuously. The half-blonde starts to blush even more and she turns her gaze to the side. "I... I'd been thinking about... My Peace..." She announces shyly in a small voice. Ifry's expression disappears, totally flabbergasted by the name she's just received. Phaelyn looks at her darling out of the corner of her eye, but ends up looking at her completely when she notices the demoness' lips trembling. "W-What? Y-You don't like your name? I'm so sorry!" The demoness closes her eyes, trying to hide her tears. "N-No, silly... It's fantastic!" She replies with the trembling voice of a child, very embarrassed to react like this. "I'm sorry to break the mood, but I wasn't expecting anything so beautiful..." The angel's eyes light up and she smiles understandingly. "But you mustn't cry over it!" "I-I know, but these last few have been so hard I can't control myself..." Ifry drops onto the half-blonde and buries her face in her darling's neck. "Y-You're the best, Phae..!" The demoness's cries echo around the room and Phae tries to comfort her by rubbing her head against her girlfriend's. This name means so much to the latter, she feels so happy right now. "I'm glad you like your bondage name!" She exclaims with a big, happy smile. "I-I don't like it... I love it..!" Retorts the horned woman with a sniffle, her crying beginning to subside. "The name I came up with for you is too lame in comparison..." "Are you joking? I'm sure it's just as good as mine! Tell me tell me!" The two women are totally out of it, and Phae makes her body jiggle with joy. "I wanted to call you my Sun..." Admits Ifry, who has finally calmed down but remains hidden in her girlfriend's neck. "Oh? Because you told me earlier to always keep shining?" The demoness answers with a nod and the angel begins to smile in a more serious manner. "That's a great idea Ifry!" "Do you really think so?" "Of course!" The horned woman hugs her beloved even tighter and sighs in well-being. "Thank you... My Sun..." The half-blonde blushes slightly at her name. "I-It's really a good idea..." Phaelyn announces in a voice that has become as pleading as before. "Can you continue where you left off...?" "Of course!" Ifry stands up with her self-assurance and evocative smile again. She places one of her hands on the angel's belly. "Now I'm going to go very slowly in every sense of the word... Whether you like it or not!" Announces the demoness, tracing around the half-blonde's navel with her finger. "O-Okayyyyyy but stop that!" Phae's reaction is out of control and she struggles with all her might, but the horned woman's weight prevents her from doing anything. "Stop that what?" Ifry asks with an amused air that frustrates her girlfriend even more. "S-Stop that please!" The demoness leans forward to bring her face closer and asks again with a Machiavellian smile. "Please who?" "T-This is real torture!" "I know. But I want to hear you say it another time." "Please... M-My Peace!" Phae closes her eyes instinctively and the horned woman takes a deep breath with a playful expression. "Hehe... I guess I'll never get tired of it!" She says as her glove slowly releases cold liquid onto the angel's belly. Very slowly. The half-blonde can swear the sensation is like a wave of excitement. Except that she hardly moves at all. The latex crawls so gently that it can be hard to tell that it's moving. "I think I was going too fast earlier, wasn't I? So I decided to slow down the pace!" "O-Oh..! Wouldn't that be a bit too slow now..?" "Are you questioning my decisions?" Ifry asks in an imperious voice. "N-Not at all..." The demoness strokes her beloved's hair with her other hand. "Good girl." Phaelyn moans and lifts her head to watch the latex advance, but her darling immediately puts her head back in her pillow. "Don't move." "Y-Yes my Peace..." The horned woman begins to smile and she happily notices that the black liquid has engulfed the angel's belly and back. The latex is about to swallow the half-blonde's crotch and breasts. The latter's pelvis moves back and forth slightly, as if to accelerate the speed of the viscous liquid. After a few interminable minutes, the latex has reached the sleeves of Phae's legs and arms. Her whole body glistens despite the abysmal blackness that covers it, and she's not even allowed to look at it. Only her neck and head remain uncovered. "I'm going to play for a while before I finish the job... I'd advise you not to moan because every moan will make me play longer. Okay?" "O-Okay..." "Good girl." The angel is already moaning and Ifry raises an eyebrow with a smile. "I told you not to moan!" "I-I'm sorry, my Peace! It's what you are saying... It's so attractive..." "Flattery won't save you, but your compliment pleases me." The demoness announces with a playful smile. She approaches the half-blonde's face and kisses her tenderly. The two women offer each other their lips, but these innocent kisses quickly tire the horned woman, who invites her tongue to the party. Phaelyn immediately lets out an uncontrolled moan and her tongue comes to cuddle Ifry's. The two women rub their bodies together in a magnificently sensual dance. Despite all her willpower, it's impossible for the angel to remain silent. Each moan pushes the demoness to kiss her more ardently, making her moan even more. After long minutes of pure torture for the half-blonde, her beloved steps back to sit on her again. Her face shows deep disappointment. "I'm very disappointed by my little Sun... I see you want to be a very naughty girl who doesn't listen to orders?" "N-No! I swear I'm doing everything I can to-" "Silence!" Demands the horned woman in a loud voice. "I'm going to have to find you a punishment now." Ifry places her hands on her hips and looks Phaelyn in the eye with a devilish grin. Dozens of ideas come to mind, but one catches her attention enormously. "I know how I will forgive you." The demoness announces, putting her hand in front of her mouth to sneer. "W-What's my punishment...? I'll accept anything you say, my Peace..." the angel promises, lowering her eyes. "Open your mouth to let your tongue out and look me in the eye." She replies frankly and seriously. "I-Is that all...?" "That's all for you." Retorts the horned woman with a Machiavellian laugh that makes the half-blonde understand what her girlfriend wants. "Y-You're not going to-" "Oh yes, I am!" She says, cutting her darling off. "I'm going to immortalize your eager gaze with my latex!" Phaelyn starts to turn red at the thought of her face being locked in such an embarrassing expression. She starts to shake her head but stops herself when she sees Ifry's imperative gaze. "I won't repeat myself." She adds to threaten the angel. "I-It's not dangerous for my eyes if they stay open, is it...?" The horned woman begins to smile reassuringly. "No, it's perfectly safe, I promise." "H-How do you know...?" Phae asks worriedly. Ifry opens her mouth but no sound comes out because she's been thinking. Oops. How can she explain to her girlfriend that it's safe without making her realize that she's already tried it herself? The demoness shakes her head slightly to regain her senses. "I-I just know it! Just trust me, okay?" The angel stares at her darling for a few seconds and she gives her a slight smile while nodding. "I trust you..." The latter then takes her tongue out of her mouth and stares at her beloved with a look filled with embarrassment and excitement. "Good girl... Now hold still!" The demoness brings her hand up and places it around her darling's neck. The latter's whole body trembles with anticipation. The latex glove begins to spray black liquid around the half-blonde's neck. The cold sensation sends a huge shiver down Phae's spine and she grits her teeth. Ifry then frowns. "Hey! I told you not to move!" The angel struggles to open her mouth to reveal her tongue. It's a real torment for the latter as the demoness really takes her time. The latex goes at a normal speed, but it goes everywhere except on the half-blonde's face. The viscous liquid covers Phae's neck, nape and hair. She's doing her best to keep the expression the horned woman has ordered her to, and she's doing surprisingly well. The two women take one last longing look at each other -though one is more ashamed than the other- and the angel's vision darkens. Latex conquers her face from all sides at once and, after a few seconds, the half-blonde is finally completely covered. Only her nostrils allow her to breathe, since her mouth is completely covered. Phaelyn's expression is beautifully frozen, just as Ifry wanted, and she devours her slave with her eyes. "My perfect little latex angel... Just for me..." The demoness says to herself as she places her tongue on her girlfriend's, which is covered in the thick, shiny black coating. The horned woman could swear she could feel Phae's tongue barely moving against hers. The angel's shiny black body dances sensuously against Ifry's, toying with her desire to get it over with. "I won't keep you waiting any longer, my Sun." The demoness announces with a friendly smile, unsure if her partner can hear her. The horned woman remains on all fours above the half-blonde's restrained but still pleading body. She brings her knee up against Phaelyn's crotch. She presses down, not enough to create pain but to give intense sensations. And that's what the angel gets. Ifry begins to firmly caress the half-blonde's crotch with her knee and lower thigh. The latter immediately lets out long grunts of pleasure. Phae also moves her pelvis up and down, accentuating her ascent to seventh heaven. The angel feels a pleasure almost incomparable to anything she's ever experienced in her life. The latex acts like a second skin on her crotch, but it doesn't cut off any of the pleasure she's receiving. No. It increases it tenfold. So much so, in fact, that the half-blonde is already on the verge of her limit, and her girlfriend hears it loud and clear. Phaelyn's legs do their utmost to separate the gap between them a little, but the latex is just too strong. Too powerful. Too exciting for the angel. Phaelyn's moans get higher and higher, proving that she's nowhere near cumming. But her pleasure stops in an instant, without her understanding why at first. Until her nervous system tells her that the demoness has just withdrawn her leg. The half-blonde began to thrash about with no real purpose other than to show her immense frustration. Her muffled moans are just the right melody for the horned woman, who is herself taking great pleasure in playing with her. "Did you think I was going to give you what you wanted so quickly? Too bad!" Laughs Ifry with a very sadistic side. Phae starts shaking her head violently in all directions since it's the thing she can move the most. The demoness rests her knee again against her beloved's private parts and the latter's lamentations immediately stop, replaced by little hopeful breaths. Hope that all will go well until the end this time. The two women get back to work, one with her knee and the other with her pelvis. The cries of pleasure echo through the room once more, and the horned woman smiles unconsciously at all she's seen and heard lately. She had intended to withdraw her legs a few more times before the angel came, but she can't wait any longer either. She starts rubbing the half-blonde's crotch with even more desire, and the pleasure is such that the latter can no longer move her body in the right rhythm. From Phaelyn's point of view, this situation is a real torment. It's impossible to know whether she'll be allowed to cum now or not. Her cries, her movements, her jerky breathing, everything is going her way to help her climb to seventh heaven. But will Ifry let her? The angel can't know, and that makes it all the more exciting. The conclusion of all the pleasure stored up during the day is drawing to a close. Phaelyn's body contracts and she begins to let out high-pitched cries, one of which continues for several seconds, showing the demoness that she has just come. The half-blonde's body slowly relaxes and her breathing becomes very heavy. The horned woman lies down right next to her girlfriend and with a flick of her hand makes the latex disappear, leaving a hole running from Phae's nose to her chin. The latter starts taking deep breaths with her mouth and a small smile appears on her lips. "Thank you... My Peace..." She sighs, making Ifry smile in a very sweet and loving way. "With pleasure my Sun. It's bedtime now. Do you want to stay like this?" The demoness asks, caressing her darling's forehead. "Yes, I'd like to stay like this..." "Very well!" She agrees after snuggling up against the angel's restrained body. "Sleep well my love." "Sleep well too!" The two women remain in the silence of the night for a few seconds, and the demoness feels the half-blonde's head turn toward her. "Tell me... Is it because you tried it yourself that you knew latex wouldn't hurt my eyes?" The horned woman's cheeks immediately begin to flush and she just pretends to be asleep, inhaling and exhaling steadily. "Ifry..? Well... Have a good night my Peace!" The two lovers fall asleep, both smiling as they reflect on the day just gone. (End of the Chapter) Hello there ! I hope you liked this chapter ! If there is no problem, there will be a last chapter before I start writing for Kinktober ! This chapter will be a little special ^^ Hope you'll have a fantastic day ! Bye !

[The smartphone camera shows an empty stone-walled hallway stretching into the distance. The space is lit by flickering LED torches ensconced at intervals along the walls. A young Korean woman springs into view as the camera swings around. She wears a dark gray sweatshirt, matching pants and black athletic slides. Her otherwise somber outfit is enlivened by pops of vibrant color, both from her mismatched socks (hot pink on her left foot, acid green on her right) and her bobbed violet hair. White cat ears poke up from the band of her headset. She smiles happily and waves to her viewers.] “Check it out, guys—I’m in!” the woman says in an excited whisper. Catching herself, she jokes in a louder voice, “Can you hear me now? Nobody’s here, anyway. I can speak up. This is Hae-won Kim, the ‘Space Invader,’ and I’m here in the Kreepy Kastle. First off, HUGE thanks to everybody who kicked in some coin during my ‘Gaming 4 Goalz’ event ‘cause you guys bought my plane ticket here, seriously! Now, since a lot of you’ve been asking very nicely for a while now, I’m gonna poke around this place and see what I can see.” [The unfamiliar woman spins her phone into first-person view, showing her steady progression down the hallway. The camera view passes a few nondescript wooden doors to the left, all made of plain oak bound in iron bands, until it stops near one more distinctively decorated. A graceful golden script letter “E” is set into the wood.] “Okay, this is different,” Hae-won notes. [She spins the camera back to frame her questioning face.] “Wait, is that for the name of the show’s host, Doctor Elsa? So this is the set they use for her room?” [Her curious expression morphs into a toothy grin.] “Coolness! It’s time for an invasion!” [Hae-won pushes open the door to Elsa’s suite. Her camera swings to take in a familiar overstuffed couch flanked by end tables, followed by what looks like a black thin model sawing prop on the opposite side of the living room. A few art books and magic magazines lie on the end tables, along with a pair of monogrammed mugs marked “E” and “O.” The camera spins back to frame the giddy streamer.] “Seriously—the level of detail here is CRAZY! You’d swear someone actually lived here.” [She points her camera down to show her slipping off her slides.] “Show a little respect and keep the floor clean at least, right?” [Hae-won swings the camera around some more, taking in more details. She looks into the mugs to find dregs of tanis leaf tea, then recoils after an audible sniff.] “Eeeeuggghh! What IS that?! It reeks!” she laughingly complains. [Hae-won moves noiselessly toward the sawing prop and considers it thoughtfully.] “This must be some sort of stage illusion. The cast do magic when they’re not watching their movies, if I’m not mistaken.” [Hae-won moves further into the suite, documenting the well-used electric kettle and tea caddy in the kitchenette.] “They sure love their tea! Relatable,” she approves with a giggle. [Hae-won swings the camera toward Elsa’s charging room, currently darkened in inactivity. Elsa’s reclining laboratory table, generator and charging cables are visible in the gloom.] “Got some real mad-scientist stuff in here. Man, they went all in on these props. They’re so realistic!” she bubbles. “Great suggestion for this invasion, guys,” Hae-won says to her viewers with an enthusiastic thumb-up. “Let’s go check out some other rooms.” [The camera swings back toward the suite door—unexpectedly showing a surprised Loni Channing standing at the doorway.] “What’s going on here?! Who are you?” Loni demands of her uninvited guest. The werewolf realtor is in work attire: mustard yellow blazer, skirt and pumps paired with an ivory blouse. Her attractively tanned cheeks are flushed with agitation. Before the internet personality can dash out, Loni steps into the suite and shuts the door behind her. With as much authority as she can project, the brunette plants her feet and puts her hands on her hips. Hae-won stops recording and slips her phone into her sweatshirt pocket. “I know this doesn’t look great,” Hae-won begins, face pink with embarrassment, “but I swear I didn’t touch anything. I was just getting some video for my channel, that’s all. I’ll leave right now. No harm, no foul.” Hae-won stoops to collect her slides, but Loni raises a hand and interrupts, “Hold on, missy, not so fast. You broke into the Kreepy Kastle—our home, for Pete’s sake! You’re technically a burglar.” She indicates Hae-won’s eared headset and adds with a wry smile, “Or maybe a cat burglar, heh heh. Anyway, I’m still calling the authorities.” Loni reaches for the smartphone in her blazer pocket. In the same instant, the still-shoeless streamer lunges for the door. “I don’t wanna go to jail!” Hae-won wails piteously. Loni’s dormant predatory instincts kick in at the sight of bolting prey, and she reflexively snares the fleeing woman, squeezing in a tight bear-hug. “Oop! I told you I couldn’t let you leave!” Loni growls. Seeing the vacant sawing prop, Loni formulates a plan. “Let’s get you locked up so I can use the phone,” she suggests. Hae-won struggles and kicks in vain as her more athletic captor drags her to the table. “All right, hon. You gonna get in the box peacefully, or do I have to muss you up?” Loni asks ominously. Hae-won clambers onto the table and reclines in fearful silence, resting her neck and ankles in the hollows of stock halves at either end of the box. “I’m Loni Channing, by the way, and I was totally kidding about mussing you up,” the lady lycanthrope offers apologetically. She latches the box lids over her captive, then crouches briefly to retrieve the upper halves of the stocks from shelves beneath the main table. “Fair enough. I’m Hae-won. Please, please, PLEASE don’t call the cops on me,” the streamer begs earnestly. Loni locks the stock piece around the younger woman’s ankles, then walks up by her violet-haired head. “It’ll be okay if you cooperate, trust me. Now, Hae-won, please stick your hands up by your head,” she insists. Hae-won slides her wrists into the hollows on either side of her neck, and Loni locks the remaining stock piece into place. She takes a step back to examine her handiwork. The streamer lies closely bound in the shallow box, with her head, hands and feet secured in stocks. “Okay. Full disclosure now,” Loni addresses Hae-won. “When I said I was calling the authorities, I didn’t mean the police. I meant the Moms—that’s Doctor Elsa and Omorose to you, heh heh.” She walks back to the sofa and sits down, casually crossing her pantyhosed legs. Hae-won watches anxiously as the werewolf realtor finally pulls out her phone and touches the screen. XXXXXX IN A PRIVATE BOOTH AT THE REAR OF THE VILLAGE TEA ROOM… Omorose and Elsa gaze into each other’s eyes over steaming cups of herbal tea. The slim Theban is dressed in a lavender linen suit, the lapels of her buttoned jacket framing an expanse of flawless, deeply tanned skin. Her beehived and blue-skinned spouse wears a sleeveless vintage tea dress with a colorful floral print. The two share adoring smiles amid the late lunch bustle of the establishment. “What a fantastic day so far!” Elsa declares. “I could’ve had that hardware delivered, but picking it up in person has been so much more fun. We got the stuff, and now we get to enjoy some tea and cakes in our favorite place.” She runs a pewter-nailed finger over her wife’s hand and giggles, “Another great idea from the sexy genius!” Omorose smiles at Elsa’s compliment. “You are very sweet to say so, dearest,” she responds. Then, with a suggestive arch of her eyebrow, the elegant Egyptian goes on, “By Isis, I do believe another delightful experience is…afoot?” Elsa gasps when she hears the pump popping off her spouse’s stockinged heel. “Oh, pookie—that’s my favorite thing on the secret menu!” the Doctor squeals, her violet eyes twinkling. Omorose smiles mischievously over her teacup and sits back to extend her leg. Omorose’s phone buzzes on the tabletop. The caller ID “Loni” is superimposed over the Theban’s wallpaper: an image of a winking, bikini-clad Elsa lying on her stomach beneath a large buzzsaw blade. “Loni’s calling. Didn’t she go into the office today?” Elsa wonders as she looks at the phone. Omorose agrees, “That's what I had thought. Loni left before our ride came for us. Let us see what she has to say, my heart.” The Doctor quickly picks up the phone to answer. XXXXXX Back in Elsa’s suite, Loni can’t help but giggle when she hears the Doctor’s voice greet her, ““Hiya, hon. How’s tricks?” Across the living room, Hae-won flexes her fingers and tries to listen in on the conversation. “Hey, Mom. I hope you and Omorose are having an awesome day downtown!” Loni starts happily. “I got a funny story for you. That meeting I was supposed to have today? At the last minute, the office manager decided it really COULD be an e-mail and cut us loose early.” “Sweet! So you’re at home now?” [Omorose takes the pleasant tone of the conversation as a good sign, so she continues to stretch her leg under the table. She finds Elsa’s instep with her silky toes and strokes her spouse’s foot.] “Yeah, and a lucky thing, too,” Loni continues. “I came home to a stranger inside the Kastle.” [Elsa’s breath catches audibly, but not for any reason Loni might suspect. Omorose purses her lips at Elsa as she drags her big toe across her wife’s sutured calf.] “No worries, though, it’s totally cool. I caught her recording video in your suite. She tried to run out, but I caught her. I’ve got her locked up until you guys get home and decide what to do.” Hae-won wriggles nervously at the thought of further repercussions. [Small white sparks start to crackle through the lightning streaks in Elsa’s hair. Omorose grins devilishly and sips her tea while her slender foot brushes up and down her wife’s stockinged leg.] “Mmmm, yeah. *crackle* That’s wonderful,” Elsa sighs euphorically. She smiles adoringly at Omorose, oblivious to the growing static on the call. “Glad you think so,” Loni replies. “I’ve got her in that black sawing prop you had in your suite. Dude—what is up with this connection?” Loni’s mention of the prop jars Elsa out of her reverie. The Doctor delivers an emphatic warning, but its content is unfortunately corrupted by the static in her coiffure: “Honey, you gotta listen to me. Whatever you do, *crackle* use that prop! It’s *crackle* in perfect working order. I know you understand the method better than anyone, so you can *crackle crackle* use it to saw her in two. *crackle* think about it, you hear? O and I know you’ll do just fine, Loni.” Hearing what she heard, Loni is ecstatic. “Wow, Elsa, thanks for the vote of confidence! I’ll do you proud, you’ll see. You two just take your time coming home and have fun. Love you, Moms!” She disconnects the call and takes a deep breath, riding a wave of heightened self-esteem. After a reflective moment, Loni looks over at Hae-won, and her broadening smile does nothing to reassure the young woman locked in the prop. TO BE CONTINUED…