Chapter 1 - The Fall of Edelgard, Petra and Marianne

A tall slender and dangerous pale skinned femme fatale walked through the hideout. The secret post of Those Who Slither in the Dark was sparsely guarded, but the orange haired leader had no fear for her safety or the hideout's discovery. She was only here for a brief act and then she would be on her way towards her own mission.

Kroyna sauntered down into the hideout's dungeon, aware of the gazes looking her way. She knew her own beauty, she know how attractive that she was to men and to women. Kroyna did not feel shame from lustful gazes. In fact, she often saw this admiration as an opportunity, a chance to take advantage of the base nature of others for her own goals and her own dreams.

“Here to see the prisoner.” Kroyna stated to the sitting guard, not even bothering to ask permission. She opened the prison cell and was already hearing whimpering coming from the back of the cell. Kroyna already knew that she was going to see a pathetic little creature. But she had to touch this miserable little wench in order for her plan to work.

“What have we here?” Kroyna looked upon the chained and sobbing redhaired girl, her arms chained above her head and her legs laying limply open. The schoolgirl's shirt and skirt were torn open, her large breasts bruised from where the guards had bitten and sucked on her. Fresh semen mixed with blood was dripping down her legs, the trembling girl slobbering and crying uncontrollably.

“They roughed you up didn't they?” Kroyna asked with mock concern for the shaking redhead. She touched the girl's cheek, feeling the prisoner recoil from her touch. The stench of those who had entertained themselves with the girl stayed fresh on her skin. A small inconvenience that Kroyna would endure, she herself had gladly been left in worst messes. “It's always rough the first time. But you'll grow to love it.”

The red haired and red eyed girl looked up at Kroyna. There was little light in her eyes, and dark lines laid under her eyelids. “Please-”

“You enjoy your new life. While I make use of your old one.” Kroya's form shifted to resemble the schoolgirl's, Monica crying out from the darkness as Kroyna maniacally laughed in response...

“Monica?” In the present, Kroyna returned to the present. She looked over at a classmate, a friend of the girl that Kroyna was mimicking. “Are you alright?”

“I'm fine...I just...got distracted...” Kroyna spoke like a shivering scared girl trying to hide her fear. Due to having been “rescued” from a kidnapping, everyone gave “Monica” the space she needed to come to terms with her ordeal. Even when she acted out, apparently this was a change from the normally shy and reserved girl that Monica had been previously.

Truthfully, Kronya found daily life at Garreg Mach Monastery absolutely boring. It aggravated the infiltrator to keep wearing her mask day in and day out. Having to care about the tedious gossip and concerns of her fellow classmates. Pretending to be ignorant about the curriculum and listen to old teachers prattle on about tactics and strategies that Kronya had already used in real life.

Thankfully, Kronya was about to have a chance to initiate her true purpose her. She showed token interest in her classes and the various annoying classmates constantly buzzing around her. She welcomed the chance to give them all agonizing deaths when the time finally came to kill them all. Patience and anticipation was all that kept her from using scissors to slit someone's throat. Above all else was her urge to strangle Byleth, the bane of her existence and the one responsible for some many defeats for the Agarthans.

And yet, a part of Kronya also admired Byleth and wondered about the academy's star pupil. She would be a great asset for the Agarthans if she were to somehow turn to their cause. Kronya could only imagine how great their plans and fortunes would be to turn one of their greatest enemies into their greatest asset. Yet, how this would be done would have to wait for another day for Kronya was already engaged with ensnaring another target.

After her classes were done for the day, she was in a private study finishing the tea and cookies she had prepared for her soon to arrive guest. Kronya made sure that her uniform was prim and proper for a girl of her age. If she failed to make a good impression of her target then her plan would be harder to pull off or the target would leave before her influence could take effect.

Hearing a knock, Kronya prepared for her act. “Hello?”

“Hello Monica.” A platinum blond haired beauty stepped into the study. The heir of the Adrestian Empire looked both modest and radiant in her uniform. Her skirt was neither too long nor too short and despite her efforts, the outline of her shapely body and heavy bosom were clearly seen through her jacket and shirt. Her light violet eyes showed off the strength of spirit that she possessed, a strength which Monica looked upon greedily.

“I'm...I'm glad that you came.” Monica said tepidly, taking Edelgard's hands into her own and giving a short hop. “I know you're really busy and...I...I'm just really glad that you came.”

Edelgard gave a relaxed smile. “You said that already.”

“I know...” Kroyna internally grimaced at having to put on this act. But she had to keep on the facade of the outgoing, giggling yet shy schoolgirl in awe of royalty. She had managed to get Edelgard into a position to where she was more relaxed around her. Normally, she was very reserved, modest and private which made I hard to get to her. Kroya had to spend time as Monica to earn Edelgard's attention and respect. “So...ah...tea! That's right! I made you tea and cookies!”

“I smell them already.” Edelgard replied gratefully, letting Monica guide her to the small table where a tea cup and a plate of cookies were waiting. “Did you make them yourself?”

“Actually I did!” Monica said with uncertain confidence. “Ah...would you like to sit for a while?”

“Of course.” Edelgard took a seat in the cushioned wide seat, looking over the serving pleasantly and gratefully. “I don't recall the chairs being this big. You could fit two people into these seats?”

“Oh...they weren't...so I replaced them!” Monica cheerfully explained and poured Edelgard some tea. “Please try it...it's my first time doing this...but I'd like someone to enjoy it.”

“Don't worry Monica...it's only tea...” Edelgard picked up her cup while Monica watched and waited eagerly. The warm tea smelled fruity to Edelgard like smelling a bowl of apples and pears with a hint of sweet zing. Yet, she was keen enough to rightly identify the ingredients. “Ginger and cinnamon tea?”

“Good for balancing blood sugar, reducing stress and preventing bacterial infections.” Monica eagerly explained and then snapped her fingers. “That's what I was forgetting! I'm sorry, I didn't add honey to the tea!”

“It's alright.” Edelgard assured, drinking down the delicious and sweet tea. It did have something of a kick to it which Edelgard noted in the aftertaste and took in stride. Monica flashed a small victorious smile, knowing that the first of her traps had been taken. “You must show me how you brew the tea next time.”

“I'll keep that in mind.” Monica replied and finished off the last of her cookie. “I have plenty of cookies, so please help yourself.”

“I won't take too many...” However, Edelgard had eaten two dozen lemon drop sugar cookies over the course of an hour. Laughing and gossiping with Monica, just enjoying a conversation without having the specter of duty or encroaching combat hanging over her interactions.

Monica was personally bored with this conversation, but she tolerated this useless talking if it meant getting close to Edelgard. She found herself doing most of the talking while Edelgard was remaining as reserved and calm as always. If everything went to plan, Kronya would be able to drop this annoying facade and wrap this heiress around her fingers.

But Monica was caught off guard by Edelgard's sudden comment. “You know you have changed a lot lately. I don't remember you acting like this at all.”

“Oh...” Monica blushed and looked down shyly. “Well...I've always wanted to be more confident in myself and...after you and Byleth saved me...I...I...”

“It's alright. It's not a bad thing.” Edelgard noted confidently. “It's just that you seem like a different person that's all.”

Monica looked up nervously. “What? What do you mean?”

“Like I said...you've changed so much. It's like you're a different person, that's all.” Though she had a small smile, Kroyna knew that there was a double meaning to the princess' words. It was as if she was being told that her game was found and to stop treating her like a fool. “If this is who you really are then I enjoy it. If not...it would be stressful to wear a mask wouldn't it? Shouldn't we all be who we really are?”

Whether or not Edelgard had caught Kroyna's game, the infiltrator was not without cunning of her own. “Speaking from experience Edelgard?”

“Perhaps...” Edelgard looked down at her teacup, her skin starting to feel warm. But not enough to alert her to the minor toxin that had been mixed into the cookies or put into her tea.

“You act calm and strong most often.” Monica commented, feeling her target's focus waver ever so slightly. “And yet, you've put a lot on your shoulders haven't you?”

Edelgard looked on her fellow schoolgirl cautiously. “We all have our secrets. You would agree wouldn't you?”

“Of course. Like how you're terrified of rats.” Monica remarked, making Edelgard look at her plate embarrassed. “You can't swim, so you're afraid of the ocean. Sometimes you can't sleep and so you wander around outside until sunrise and then act like you're not sleep deprived.”

“I'm...I'm taking potions for my insomnia.” Edelgard didn't bother to hide it. She had suffered from sleep problems for a long while and they were only getting worst with the increasing burden of her duties and her ambitions. 

“Not enough, you don't want to sleep.” Monica softly set her hand on Edelgard's. “You avoid the nightmares because you're afraid that they make you look weak. And you can't be weak if you want to rule the Empire, now can you?”

Edelgard visibly shook as Monica rubbed her soft hand up and down Edelgard's forearm. “I...I don't...what do you want?” Monica cupped Edelgard's cheek and pulled herself just an inch away from the silver haired woman's.

“I want you to be more comfortable.” Monica's breath blew right onto Edelgard's lips, coming just near enough for a kiss and then pulling back torturously slowly. “I want you to stop putting so much onto yourself. Let other people help you. Let others understand you. Let me help you.”

“Help me?” Edelgard felt confused now, had Monica brought her here to kiss her? Or was this some kind of game to make her reveal her plans. Plans that Monica apparently already knew, the normally stoic girl started to get flustered. “But...I already have people helping me...Byleth and Hubert-”

“They only help the false you.” Monica went back to rubbing her hands onto Edelgard's. The princess just watched Monica rub her hands, not sure about what her fellow schoolgirl was even doing. “You're afraid that if they knew who you really were, they'd reject you. But I won't...”

Frustratingly, Edelgard couldn't deny the truth in her schoolmate's words. “Monica...” It was too raw in its truth, Byleth would turn against Edelgard if she knew what her friend really wanted. The mask she wore in the academy was meant to hide her true role and her true intentions. If that mask were to fall before Edelgard was ready, everyone who considered her a friend or ally would turn on her.

“I understand.” Monica picked up one of Edelgard's hands and set a soft kiss on each of her fingers. “I understand what it means to want something so badly. I understand wanting to do whatever it takes to get it, but being held back. If your friends won't accept you for who you really were then they aren't your friends. They're your adversaries.”

“That's not true.” Edelgard couldn't explain why being kissed on the fingers was arousing her, but her pale face was undeniably blushing. Especially once Monica moaned as she lightly suckled over Edelgard's fingertips and nails. “Byleth could understand if I explained it to her. Maybe even Hubert-”

“Maybe Byleth...maybe...” Monica admitted, rubbing her face with Edelgard's hands as the latter just sat stunned at what was happening. How had a simple small chat turned into whatever was unfolding before her eyes. “But not Hubert. He wouldn't understand.”

“He wouldn't want to understand. He wouldn't want to listen to you. Not like me.” Monica leaned in onto Edelgard, setting her lips against the girl's neck to plant soft kisses down towards her upper chest. Edelgard wasn't sure why she wasn't stopping her. She couldn't say why she didn't stop Monica from rubbing over her chest and belly. She could say why she moved her head to the side to let Monica kiss more of her slender neck.

“He would reject the real you. He would reject your dream. And your plans.” Monica's soft chest deliberately rubbed over Edelgard's bosom as she slowly slid down towards Edelgard's lower body. Monica rubbed her cheek over the silver haired girl's crotch, deliberately raising up her skirt so that she could touch her pantyhose clad thighs.

“But I see the real you...and she...you...are beautiful...” Monica brushed her fingers over Edelgard's crotch. Her digits found her clit and lightly circled around it as Edelgard winced from Monica's teasing.  “Anyone who cannot accept the real you doesn't deserve your friendship...Hubert doesn't deserve your respect if he can't accept the real you...”

“Maybe you should...get him out of the way...” Monika rubbed her hands over Edelgard's legs slowly and deliberately, letting her fingers sooth over her smooth skin. Her grasp pressed over the Edelgard's calves, massaging the girl's leg muscles and relaxing her nerves. 

“Get him out of the way...” Edelgard's breath was rising, watching Monica start to kiss and lick her bare toes. She felt the redhead's tongue lap over the soles of her feet, her warm lips wrapped down onto each of her toes and sucked on them. Her tongue swabbed over each toe, the nylon stocking failed to keep the slobber from hitting her toes.

“Hubert doesn't understand things the way that you do. None of the others do.” Monica mused as she returned to kissing and massaging Edelgard's feet. “When I was kidnapped...I saw them do terrible things to their prisoners. Such evil...such horrible people must be stopped by any means that you can. You can't hesitate Edelgard...”

“I know...” Edelgard moaned when Monica's kisses trailed up her legs, towards her knees and even to her thighs. Just as Monica's lips were coming close to her crotch, she would dip back down and suckle onto Edelgard's bare ankle. “What...what are you doing?”

“You work too hard...you give so much to everyone else.” Monica sucked on Edelgard's big toe, swabbing her tongue over her toenail and licking the soles of her foot. “I just want to give you something too. I want to help you see things clearly...”

Right now, Monica's actions were doing the opposite as Edelgard's vision got hazy. Toying with her mind and body, Edelgard had already lost. All Kroyna was doing now was rubbing her face in her own unspoken defeat. Making her understand just how little control she had and how much Monica now owned the would-be princess.

“I know you want to make things better for the empire, I believe in you.” Monica leaned up between Edelgard's legs and brought her face just inches from the blond's. “But others don't Edelgard. If you want to stand by your beliefs and accomplish them, you have to surround yourself with people who will help you. Doing the right thing sometimes means losing friends...and if they stand against your dream...you may have to eliminate them.”

“You mean Those Who Slither in the Dark-” Caught by surprise, Edelgard couldn't comprehend what was happening. Monica was kissing her deeply, swabbing her tongue over Edelgard's as she sat back shocked and stunned. Edelgard began to return the kissing, darting her tongue out against Monica's and enterwining them while both girls moaned.

Caught in the moment, the princess was unable to feel the tiny beads of magic bacteria moving from Monica's tongue onto her own. The redhead smiled amidst their passionate kiss, knowing that a key part of her ploy was working. She just needed to keep Edelgard distracted and aroused, leaving the normally strong willed woman vulnerable to her seduction.

Monica kept her eyes on Edelgard when she stopped their kiss. Both girls were breathing heavily as Monica moved around behind Edelgard and kissed her neck. Then she sucked on the spot she had kissed, making Edelgard's head turn into a flashing blur. She couldn't think about what was happening, much less what Monica whispered into her ear. “I mean our classmates...They don't understand...and if they don't understand you...you'll have to eliminate them...”

“Eliminate them?” Edelgard was shocked by the suggestion. “But...they're my friends...”

“Don't you want to be empress one day?” Monica rubbed her hands under Edelgard's shirt, caressing her skin from her hips to her chest. Back and forth, Monica moved her hands as she whispered into Edelgard's ears. “There are so many problems in Andrestian...don't you want to fix them?”

“Of course...” Edelgard's face flushed from Monica's touch, feeling the woman's chest rub against her back while the red head breathed out obscene noises. “But Byleth and the others...they want the same thing...they could help me-”

“They would get in your way.” Monica warned, slowly undoing the buttons of Edelgard's shirt, revealing a valley of skin that widened up with each button undone. “They don't have the conviction and courage to do what needs to be done. They would hesitate and would persuade you to hesitate.”

“That's...” The last button was undone, opening Edelgard's shirt and causing her massive breasts to spill out of her parted top. Monica's hands softly cupped her heavy tits, digging her fingers into the soft tear drop shaped mounds of flesh and fat that often got the glances of many men and women. Edelgard looked down at the petite hands grabbing and massaging her tits and just gave a heavy moan.

“She's barely a woman and she's as stacked as I am.” Kroyna mentally noted with both awe and envy. Her fingers joined around the girl's large puffy nipples, twisting and stretching them as Edelgard shrieked. “They just feel so warm...I can't help it...I'm sorry...”

“Don't stop...” Monica smiled, knowing her ploy was working on Edelgard. Kneading Edelgard's marshmellow soft hooters was sending blood to her fat-filled jugs, making her more sensitive and vulnerable to pleasure. Edelgard's pale face intensively blushed as all objection or second thoughts to being molested vanished from her mind. She was surprised that she was having carnal affairs with another woman and that she was starting to enjoy it.

Kroyna giggled and intensified her massage, suddenly leaping up onto the surprised Edelgard's back and pulling her onto the carpet. With one hand grabbing and rubbing both of the princess' nipples, the other was snaking into Edelgard's pantyhose and aggressively rubbing between her legs making Edelgard gasp out.

“Why you...” The white haired girl grabbed Monica's wrists as she turned around and placed herself over the redhead. Her violet eyes stared into Monica's red eyes and before Monica could say anything, Edelgard forced her tongue into Monica's as the latter's eyes widened in surprise. Edelgard's hands slipped up Monica's wrists and found her hands, clasping their fingers together as the princess deepened her kiss.

“This was...fast...” Though surprised at the speed that her magic was working, Kroyna was satisfied all the same. Monica closed her eyes, letting Edelgard's tongue wrap around and dominate her own. The two schoolgirls were kissing deeply and sloppily, moaning into each other's mouths as they rubbed their nipples together, mashed their breasts onto one another. 

Monica squeezed her hands onto Edelgard's thick fat ass, rubbing her cheeks around and up and down. Edelgard returned the favor as she pulled down Monica's panties and started fingering her now exposed pussy. Monica briefly let Edelgard take control of the situation as the princess kissed between Monica's breasts as the redhead moaned.

“Just be yourself...” Monica encouraged the princess, rubbing her silver hair to caress her scalp. Breathing unevenly each time the girl pecked at her hardening nipples, testing limits that she realized weren't there. Edelgard's fingers stirred Monica's honey pot clumsily, showing the princess' eagerness and inexperience. “Be yourself...”

Monica's words repeated like sweet earworms through Edelgard's mind. She moved and acted on pure instinct as she pressed herself more onto the shorter redhead. Monica was at her mercy, Edelgard's teeth nipped onto her neck and her fingers swirled and pried open her wet pussy. Edelgard felt the thrill rising in her heart, the enjoyment she got from dominating her classmate. Using her for her own pleasure and torturing the girl with her own body.

“Were you always this naughty?” Edelgard couldn't believe that it was her lips uttering those words. She couldn't understand how she could be the one putting her wet fingers into Monica's mouth, making her suck on her own vaginal nectar. She didn't give the girl much time to regain her breath as she dove her lips onto the girl and deepened her kiss.

“Edelgard...” Monica whispered shyly when Edelgard suddenly released her. It seemed like something was stirring in Edelgard's violet eyes, she looked down at her hands and the near nakedness of both girls. She was realizing that she was losing control, a small part of her will resurgent against Kroyna's plot. “What's wrong?”

“I need to go-” Edelgard was pushed onto the cushion, her arms held up against her head by the panting Monica. Edelgard could only lay there as Monica kissed her and sloppily rubbed her lips over the increasingly dazed girl's mouth. Somehow, Edelgard felt her tongue caught between Monica's lips as she suckled on Edelgard's tongue and then dabbed on it with her own.

“You're not going anywhere sweetie...” Monica was a spider playing with her prey now, parting their kiss and rubbing a finger over Edelgard's tongue. The redhead moved her bare chest up closer to Edelgard, letting her see her pale hard nipples point right at the girl. The blushing Edelgard hesitated so Monica pressed her chest right into the pale girl's face. When she pulled back, Edelgard was licking and sucking on Monica's right nipple.

“You're lactating?” Edelgard asked quickly and then went back to sucking on her friend's breast. Creamy sweet milk splashed into the back of her throat as Edelgard suckled on her smiling friend. Edelgard pulled back and panted heavily, her mind immediately screaming for her to put her friend's pink nipples back into her mouth. No longer questioning the situation, Edelgard listened to her inner voice and went back to quenching her growing lustful thirst with her friend's breasts.

“It's alright...let mommy make you feel better...” Monica soothed her hands through Edelgard's rich hair. The princess was desperately drinking the milk from the redhead's small breasts, grabbing and sucking her nipple like a thirsty traveler new come from a desert. With her legs wrapped around her prey, Monica was not going to let Edelgard go anytime soon. She wanted to smother the princess' face and let her drink as much of her sweet milk as she could.

“So sweet...” Edelgard latched onto a nipple and squeezed, desperately drinking the girl's milk. Monica's breastmilk was not just delicious, it was intoxicating to Edelgard. A girl who had never been breastfed as a baby, now drinking magic laced breast milk for the first time in her life. A thick creamy drink that sprayed vigorously from Monica's seemingly swelling heavy breasts. The princess could not see or care to see that more mind altering bacteria was within Monica's lactation.

“Drink all that you want.” Monica soothingly encouraged Edelgard, ripping off the crotch part of the princess' pantyhose and untied her thong. Monica moaned as she squeezed some milk onto Edelgard's belly and started to rub it into the girl's pale skin. She watched the milk drip down to her trimmed crotch and start to tickle the outline of her vulva.

“I wonder if your mother ever nursed you.” Monica mused as Edelgard kept trying to drain her friend's small breasts. It was never going to work, but Monica loved the feeling of Edelgard's mouth suckling around her areolae. How her lips latched and pulled on her nipples, spraying more milk into her mouth. “The way that you're drinking me, you'd think that you'd never even had any breast milk as a baby.”

Edelgard was too thirsty and too addicted to this increasingly delicious and enticing taste to answer. She was too enthralled with the white cream pouring down her throat and swishing around in her mouth. How it spilled down onto her breasts, making the skin where it moved warm from over stimulated senses.

“What are you doing to me?” Edelgard begged and pulled on Monica's nipple, kneading the hardening tip between her teeth and letting more sweet addicting milk fill her mouth. “Don't stop doing it...” 

“I need to find a room.” Her flowing thick purple hair braided into a ponytail, Princes Petra of Brigid was hurrying along to find a room with narrowed and tearful furious purple eyes. It had been a stressful day in class and her normally controlled temper had been provoked. Someone had made an insult about her kingdom and how Brigid was at the mercy of Adrestian. She had wanted to lash out and scream, but the fact that others agreed with the insult made Petra numb.

“I just need a moment-” Suddenly, Petra's descending bitterness was interrupted by the sounds of moaning and wet shifting. She could also smell a lewd odor barely masked by a sweet fragrant candle. She wiped her eyes and then heard a loud scream from one of the study rooms. Petra crept towards it, hearing a bang and noticing that the door was slightly ajar. Her curiosity getting the better of her, Petra peeked in to see what was happening.

Petra had no idea about what she was seeing. Edelgard had her face stuck between Monica's legs, latching her mouth onto the redhead's cunt to suckle her dripping pussy lips. Monica was returning the favor as Edelgard straddled her face, licking out the princess' cunt and lapping her tongue all over her shimmering vulva. Both girls were gripping onto the other's ass, rubbing and spreading their big round cheeks to better access their honey pots.

Edelgard didn't realize it yet, but Petra saw the heiress' hair start to change. Streaks of prominent red were appearing out from her flowing white locks. The heavily prespiring girl's skin was getting paler, making her flush status more and more apparent. It was as if something was turning the normally calm and mature girl into a completely different person. A pale hedonist who was eating out another girl's thick and meaty leaking cunt.

In the corner of her eye, Kroyna saw Petra watching the scene with a heavy blush on her face. She was using one hand to twiddle the long braided ponytail of her purple hair and the other was reaching into her skirt. Kronya decided to get the schoolgirl a bigger show, lightly nibbling along the rim of Edelgard's lower lips and dabbing her tongue into her gaping opening. 

Edelgard gasped and pressed her face more onto Monica. Now she was drinking out Monica's increasingly wet slit, rubbing over her clit and slobbering her tongue as deeply into the girl's twitching insides as she could. A slight haze had come over her eyes, her own growing lust allowing Kroyna's bacteria to better to root in the princess' mind.

“What is...this is-” Confused and flustered by what she saw, Petra hurried away before she could be caught, unaware that Kroyna was aware of her presence. The infiltrator would deal with her later, after she was done wrapping the princess around her finger. After she was done gasping and laying back while being serviced by her prey.

“Come on...deeper...please...” Monica pleaded, feeling herself get closer and closer as Edelgard's tongue dug and swabbed along her inner walls. Monica was using her fingers and tongue at once, using her tongue to keep teasing her entrance and clit as her fingers rubbed around the inside of her orifice. “More...give me more...”

Suddenly, she felt Edelgard's tongue dip out just before Monica could cum. Then she saw Edelgard move away from her face, a sign that Edelgard's will was defying the magic bacteria once again. However, Monica just smiled sweetly despite being “blue-balled” from a well earned climax. “Where do you think you're going?” Monica pounced onto Edelgard's jiggly butt and put her face back onto the princess' pussy.

“Monica stop...” Edelgard tried to crawl away, but her legs had lost strength. Monica had wrapped her arms around her thick thighs, leveraging them to keep her face pressed onto the princess' pussy. Monica  tortured her classmate, slowly planting soft kisses on her labium, flicking her tongue over the girl's throbbing clit. “Stop...teasing me...”

“But I like teasing you.” Monica slowly licked over the top of Edelgard's clitoral hood and move over her lips. Her tip dabbed right into her twitching orifice, licking around upon the inner walls to make Edelgard cry out. Tears poured down the princess' face as ectasy scrambled her senses, she felt her self buck her ass back onto Monica's head, enticing Monica to press more of her tongue into Edelgard's cunt.

“Fuck me...don't tease me...fuck me...” Edelgard turned around and grabbed Monica, the two of them now pressing their laps together. They kissed and groped each other though Monica managed to slip her hand down to Edelgard's crotch.

“Monica...” Edelgard spread her legs wider, feeling something rising up along her back, electrifying her while she watched Monica continually jab her fingers in and of the princess' gripping cunt. Her pussy was making louder and louder sloshing noises, coating Monica's digits with vaginal honey. She bent down towards Monica's bosom, licking the milk leaking from her blooming engorged nipples.

“It's only fair that we share...” Monica said with sultry smile, mimicking Edelgard's action to latch her mouth onto Edelgard's grabbed and raised breast. Fingering and sucking off the white haired girl, Monica suddenly jolted when she felt something pinch her clit. Her eyes darted down to where Edelgard's free hand was rubbing and lightly massaging her clit. 

“She's mine alright.” Kroyna laughed triumphantly, giving out a muffled moan while the two girls played with each other's bodies. “Just a little more...”

“Come on...” Monica wasn't just trying to make Edelgard hot anymore, the redhead was fully embracing her own ardor. They held their spread legs together, scissoring each other and rubbing their sensitive vulvas against one another. They were to perfectly press their cunts together, joining their juices and making their lower lips kiss each other. Both of their clits were rubbing and flicking over one another, just to raise both girls closer and closer to climax. “I'm close...”

“Me too...” Edelgard agreed, moving her hips more vigorously to intensify the contact of their laps. Each saw the other's breasts rise and fall, they leaned onto each other to kiss. Then when they found the climax coming, they parted with strands of spittle connecting their luscious lips. They scissored one another more and more crudely, treating the other like a living toy.

“Edelgard-” Monica was just a second behind Edelgard, lightning striking them as both girls screamed out and a flood of juices gushed out of their pussies. Screaming lustfully in orgasm, they kept rubbing onto each other as they pressed their chests together to deepen the pool of pleasure they'd made for themselves. Monica kept her lips dangerously close to Edelgard's, teasing her with the prospect of a kiss, but keeping herself just out of reach.

“That was so-” Edelgard's eyes rolled into the back of her head, her orgasm being joined by another one that made her laugh giddily. Unfamiliar with the pleasures of the female body, Edelgard was all the more vulnerable to Kroyna's ploy, the magic bacteria taking root within the princess' mind. Monica smiled while breathing raggedly, recovering from her climax in time to watch the near-nude princess lay back utterly lost in her own mangled thoughts.

“Isn't it nice?” Monica planted a soft kiss onto Edelgard's cheek. “Being yourself with someone who accepts you? Wouldn't it be great if there was no one who could stop you?”

“You know what you have to do...” Now was Kroyna's moment to strike, now was the chance to make Edelgard's her's. The gasping white-blond girl was still twitching and shaking in the aftermath of her immodest orgasm. She kept her legs wrapped around Monica, letting the latter suckle and kiss her neck as she trailed up her cheek and towards her ear. “You seduced me you know...and you did it well...”

“Kroyna...” Edelgard didn't bother hiding what she knew now. Not that it mattered to the disguised agent, Kroyna knew that she had the princess wrapped around her finger. The faint magic glow in Edelgard's violet eyes showed that Kroyna's spell had taken root in her mind. The pleasure she had given the princess was now the means by which she was enslaved to the shapeshifter's will. 

“Seduce Hubert...just like you seduced me...” Monica whispered and licked the inside of Edelgard's ear. “Take pleasure from him and then give it...then kill him...”

“For now though...” Monica suckled onto Edelgard's neck and made the princess scream. “We still have some time to play...”

Later that Night

“Such a cute puppy...” A purple haired girl slept peacefully in her room, dreaming of childhood days long past. Utterly unaware of the redhead who had sneaked into her room and was looking down at her. Petra would have chilled if she knew how much dangerous intent was rising off of his red-haired schoolgirl.

The violet haired girl had peaked in on her and Edelgard, making her a nuisance that had to be dealt with. Ignoring Petra would mean that she could expose her plan before she was ready and risk Kroyna's exposure. In fact, Kroyna felt like it would be easier to simply slit the girl's throat and make it look like a suicide. After all, no one would question why a political hostage would get sick of her gilded prison and take her own life.

“But where is the fun with that?” Kroyna smiled wickedly, seeing Petrine's chest rise and fall with each breath. The sleeping girl looked so lovely and so vulnerable to the disguised assassin. “Monica” could easily wrapped her hands around Petrine's throat right then and there. She could force a pillow over the schoolgirl's face and sit on her as she struggled. The power she had over this girl made her cunt moist and leak down her leg.

“She's going to be useful.” Monica licked her lips, pushing the straps of her night dress off of her shoulders and letting the garment fall off of her body. Monica was now fully nude and quietly crawled onto Petrine's bed. 

Petra's eyes darted open, realizing that someone was on top of her. Her hand started going for her knife, but her strength was sapped suddenly. Monica's deep kiss was lulling away her sense of urgency and panic, soothing Petra and making her hand grip the sheets instead. All while Monica's hands tore open her shirt to expose her large bosom, allowing Monica to press her breasts onto hers.

“You're a naughty girl aren't you?” Monica teased the gasping schoolgirl, the violet haired girl couldn't have known about the mind addling bacteria now flowing right to her brain. In her half asleep state, her mind was even more malleable and vulnerable than Edelgard's had been. “Were you thinking of me and the princess earlier? How naughty of you.”

“Monica? What are you doing-” Monica silenced Petra with another kiss all while the redhead continued to rub her tits onto Petra's as their hardening nipples moved over each other rhythmically. Monica's body flushed hot, making it easier for Monica's magic bacteria to move from her tongue right into Petra's spittle.

“Let's take these off.” Kroyna removed Petra's lace thong as she put her legs together to help her assaulter. Monica threw the panties onto the floor and looked down at Petra's trimmed pussy. Her lower lips peaked out from her labia, slender yet meaty despite her small slit. Her musk reeked of purity and chastity, Kroyna would have to do something about that eventually. “How does that feel?”

“What's...happening...” Petra couldn't say why she was opening her legs, letting Monica get a full view of her spreading pussy. The redhead tilted her head and dug her fingers into her friend's pussy, making Petra gasp out in surprise. Monica toyed with her friend's pussy, watching Petra's confusion get mixed in with wordless pleasure.

“If you want...you can play with me too..” Monica moved a breast towards Petra's face. With the magic bacteria clouding her restraint, Petra practically attacked Monica's chest. Sweat creamy milk dripped out of Petra's lips as she drank from the intruder's fertile hard nipples. All while Monica kept pressing her fingers around Petra's increasingly wet pussy lips.

“Now...” Petra whined when Monica pulled back to release her leaking nipples from the girl's mouth. She reached for Monica's tit, but was instead pushed onto her back. Blushing and surprised, Petra whined again when she felt Monica's tongue lick over her exposed and bare pussy. “I'm going to drink you out.”

“Go on, squirm for me. It's okay.” Monica kept lapping out Petra's gushing hot cunt, her thumb rubbing over the girl's engorged clit. Petra's hands were on Monica's red hair, keeping her pressed against her while she moaned louder and louder, building towards something that scared and enticed her. Petra couldn't understand why her body was acting on its own.

“I want it...I wanna...” Petra couldn't form coherent words anymore. All she knew was that she wanted Monica inside of her, drinking her vaginal nectar and digging her out with that skilled and dainty tongue of hers. Monica's hands found her hips and held her in place as her tongue roamed from her vagina to her engorged clitoris. “Yes...yes....just a bit more-”

Petra's hand clutched her mouth, desperately muffling the orgasmic scream leaking from her throat. It wasn't helped that Monica was lapping up the juices of her prey's climax. Monica nibbled onto Petra's clit just to make the girl's climax last longer and for her poison to make Petra more under her control. When Petra's hand left her lips, Monica knew that she had just added another toy to her new collection.

“That's right...let it all out.” Monica leaned up and kissed Petra's neck as she screamed out. Monica using her fingers to rub Petra's cunt and dig into her gushing pussy. 

“Monica...” Petra gasped out, the last embers of resistance giving way to submissive pleasure and want. “Please...sit...sit on me...”

“I can't hear you...” Monica teased, pushing down Petra and hovering her lower body over the gasping girl's face. Drips of vaginal nectar dropped down ever so slowly onto Petra's tongue, she panted like a dog as she looked up at Monica's vagina. “I want to hear you beg for it.”

“I want...I want to make you...cum...” Petra managed trying hard not to move her head up without her master's permission. “I want to make you happy...like you made me happy-” Suddenly, Petra moaned when Monica slammed her genitals right onto Petra's mouth. Though surprised, she started to slurp out of the redhead's pussy, coeing and moaning from the treat she'd soon be addicted to.

“Come on...return the favor...” Monica continued to straddle Petrine's face, feeling the overwhelmed girl grabbed her ass and start sucking and licking out her sloshing cunt. Monica leaned back, allowing her to reach a hand over Petrine's twitching pussy and start rubbing her cunt. “There you go little pet...now we can enjoy it together.”

Getting hotter and hotter, Monica rode Petra's face and let the girl dip her tongue deeper into Monica's pussy. The hunter was now basking in her victory, savoring the embers of orgasm relighting in her mind. There was nothing more victorious than being serviced by a broken schoolgirl who was now your pleasure slave. A slave who would do Kroyna's every bidding as she dealt pain to her enemies and  gave pleasure to her mistress.

“Edelgard...” It was a faint voice, but it was enough for Kroyna. Her acute senses could hear a man choking as a silk string gripped around his neck. Kroyna could already imagine the emotionless ruthless look on Edelgard's face as she carried out her mistress' orders. He would beg and struggle, but it would all be for nothing.

“I can't wait...until all of you bitches...are mine...” Monica moaned as Petra found and attacked another sweet spot. The natural slut was really getting into her service and so Monica dug her fingers further into Petra's cunt. “Yes...yes...this whole academy...it's all...all...MINE!” Monica screamed out in climax, squirting a thick nectar onto Petra's face as her mouth lapped up her new mistress' pussy.

“So sweet...” Petra kept eating out her master and stuck out her tongue to let Monica's vaginal discharge splash onto her tongue. The more Petra drank from Monica's orgasmic honey, the more that she was falling under Kroyna's control. Monica asserted her new dominance, planting her crotch onto Petra's face to force her to eat her out through their joined orgasms. Of course, Monica planted her face into Petra's twitching and uncontrollable cunt as well and kissed the girl's gushing lower lips.

Her skin pale and her hair whitened, Petra was truly Kroyna's creature now. The second of many schoolgirls in this academy who would be bent to the infiltrator's will as she roused up their pent up desire and turned it against them. Her magic bacteria would find plenty of fertile soil within Petra's compromised mind. Kroyna couldn't believe how well her plans had been working and it was all happening in one day and one night.

“Go back to sleep darling Petra...” Monica rubbed over Petra's tongue as she panted, her convulsing pussy squirting orgasmic hot liquid onto her sheets. Monica knew that Petrine wouldn't be going to sleep anytime soon, not with her body locked in an endless loop of orgasms that would leave her as a hopeless slut. “We'll play again soon, alright?”

“More...” Petra begged, too tired to pick up her head, but too desperate for Monica's touch to think of anything else. The girl suddenly winced, smiling through her pressuring bliss as Monica twisted her nipples ever so slightly. “Please...more...”

“I have to play with other toys Petra.” Monica left the softest and lightest of kisses on the tip of Petra's lips. Keeping the girl just a tad bit away from her heart's desire and ensuring that the flames of her lust would burn hotter within her. “But believe me, we are not done.”

“Monica...” That was how Kroyna left her new toy, convulsing and twitching on her bed. Juices leaking like a deluge onto her sheets, making it look like she had wet herself. Her hands roamed between her nipples and her clit, touching anything and everything as her climaxes burned within her. She was now like a bird held up against the sun, flying high in pleasure to where it was cooking her decency and common sense alive.

“That was fun...now it's time to retire for tonight-” Just as she left the hallway, Monica realized that she had left her night dress in Petrine's room. But she just smirked and skipped nakedly through the dorm halls. She was in such a high and triumphant mood that she didn't mind giving anyone a peek at the redhead's flushed and sweating body. Besides, Monica had memorized the dorm watch's patterns and knew how to avoid them.

As she skipped past a particular girl's room, an idea just popped into Monica's head and made her stop. “The Mark of Maurice.” She looked at the cracked door and smiled, realizing that she had gotten an opportunity to go after another one of her desired targets. This girl was particularly interesting and held a power that Kroyna wished to either control or destroy. “I am on a winning streak. Why not go for three?”

“Mount me...breed me...” Muttering in her sleep, Marianne Von Edmund was laying on her back as her hands moved on their own. The blue haired girl had her eyes closed, but her hands were doing half of Monica's work for her. Her right hand had pulled open her night dress, allowing the petite girl to molest and squeeze her own modest breasts. Her gold choker had been discarded onto the floor a sign that it had been hastily thrown off in her sleeping lustful fit.

But as sumptuous as Marianne's bust was, Kroyna was more interested in the crest upon Marianne's left hand. As she pulled aside her panties, her fingers dug into her thick pussy lips to make herself pant and moan. Her pussy seemed to suckle on her fingers, enticing the girl to dig deeper into herself with the hand now bearing a glowing magical crest.

“Well...I'm not going to let this slide from my fingers.” Monica slipped into Marianne's room and quietly shut the door behind her. She then stood beside Marianne's bed, watching the cursed noble drive herself closer and closer to the edge within her deprived dream. “I wonder whose fucking you little slut? Whose treating you like the bitch that you are?”

“Yes...rape me...breed me...cum in me...flood my womb...” Marianne said desperately as Monica leaned down into her face, wincing pleasantly as Marriane's lips latched onto the nipple dangling onto her mouth. Finger banging herself closer and closer to orgasm, Marianne suckled Monica's milk down her throat, drinking the sweet creamy milk like a thirsty desert traveler. “I want milk this creamy for my breasts...let my bosom feed your children...fuck me...”

Monica quietly removed her breast from Marianne's mouth and moved towards her feet. While the whimpering girl had a good idea about what she wanted and what she was doing, she had neglected her own feet. Her bare legs were spread to give easier access to her dripping and increasingly wet pussy, but not much was happening with her legs or her dainty looking toes.

Monica smiled with a wicked idea and softly grabbed one of Marriane's feet. She oh so slowly and deliberately lapped her tongue over the her sole, making sure that her slobber coated every inch of the bottom of the girl's foot. Seeing her toes start to twitch, Monica grabbed the big toe in her mouth and started to suck, swabbing her tongue over her nail and proceeding to suckle on the other toes one by one.

“Yes...taste me...bathe me in your spit...” Marriane must have some kind of freaky and depraved imagination from what Monica heard. Monica shrugged and spat on the girl's legs, then she brought her hands onto her shins to rub her spit into the girl's skin from calf to knee. She both caressed and massaged her lower legs, all while her tongue and mouth got to work cleaning and dampening her toes.

“Now...you want to eat me...” Marianne muttered as Monica sniffed and rubbed over the girl's feet. She didn't stop the girl from touching herself, why stop her from making her plan easier? From where she sat, Monica could see Marianne's fingers dig and out of her thick and meaty gushing vagina. Just looking at those pussy lips made Monica want to dive right into her cunt and eat her out.

But Kroyna had been patient for the whole night so far, a few moments would not be a problem. Instead, Monica moved up to Marianne's thighs to massage and kiss her plump upper legs. Her kisses trailed up to the girl's exposed hips while Marianne pulled open more of her garments as she worked her way to a nocternal emission. 

“We won't need this now won't we?” Monica slowly and delicately removed Marianne's dress, leaving her completely bare and naked to the girl's sight. She pressed her own hands onto Marianne's modestly large bosom, rubbing them in tandem with Marianne's own hands. Her tongue licked over her flat and smooth belly, digging into her navel to make Marianne squirm and giggle listfully.

“Am I delicious? Do I taste good?” Marianne asked still locked in her depraved dream, helped along by the magical bacteria she had ingested with Monica's milk. Soothing her hands around Marianne's torso and hips, Monica found the girl's twitching vagina, begging for someone to lick and eat her out. “Please...taste me...”

“Okay.” Monica dug her tongue into Marianne's cunt, lapping out her juices as Marianne continued to squeeze her own hardened nipples. Her orifice was small and stretched around her tongue, giving way for Monica to dig further into her insides. “You are delicious...”

“Yes...taste me...breed me...eat me...EAT ME!” Marianne's orgasmic discharge delivered a deluge right into Monica's mouth. Monica drank up what she could, letting her neck and chest get stained with the girl's cunt juices. Monica slid her body upon Marianne's as she moved her face up to the gasping Marianne's and planted a sensual kiss onto her neck.

“Devour me...eat me...” Monica gasped in surprise when Marianne's legs clamped down around Monica's back, trapping the redhead on top of the sleeping girl. Smiling, Monica licked over Marianne's face as she humped her crotch against Marianne's, ensuring that their clits would clap and rub against each other. Making sure that her lower lips would kiss Marianne's climaxing cunt again and again.

“Allow me to please you...” Marianne's lips welcomed Monica's, giving no resistance as the redhead's tongue swabbed over Marianne's tongue. Their hands interwined, Monica pressed Marianne's into the sheets to keep her in place. Monica raised the speed of her humps, pressing her cunt against Marianne's as she massaged the sleeping girl's front with her breasts. 

“You are pleasing me...but we can enjoy it together...can't we?” Monica teased and continued to hump this girl locking her on top. With the magic bacteria settling in her mind, Monica could make Marianne's orgasm last for as long as she wanted. The girl's mind could fry from the lustful overload if she wanted. But for now, Marianne would be locked in pleasure until it became an addiction she didn't want to get rid of.

“We're going to play all night girlie.” Monica promised, watching as Marianne suckled on both of her nipples at once. Her post-climax body got hotter from the rich milk she drank from Monica's sore and throbbing breasts. It was amazing that she hadn't woken up yet despite practically flooding her bed with her orgasmic squirting.

“And then we'll play some more in the morning...” Monica gasped when Marianne's teeth brushed over her nipples. “Oh you want it rough? Okay...”

Break of Dawn

“Sleep well?” Monica teased the panting Marianne, rubbing her fingers over the girls slobbering tongue. The girl's blue hair had turned nearly white and her eyes were red with endless lust. Now awake, Marianne did not question her new role as Monica's latest bitch and slave. 

Hearing the door knock, Marianne answered. “Who is it?”

“Petra.” Marianne turned to Monica who smiled and nodded. “Have you seen Monica-”

“Come in and close the door behind you.” Marianne shouted and sure enough, a naked and dazed Petra entered the room and quickly shut it behind her. “Where are your clothes?”

“Master didn't tell me to bring any.” Petra answered and held up a school uniform. “At least, not for me.”

“Well thank you.” Monica replied and gestured for Petra to join her and Marianne on bed. “Come get a treat.”

Petra's mouth immediately salivated as she dove onto Monica and snatched one of her breasts into her mouth. “Thank you mommy...”

“Mommy? Could I?” Monica offered the other breast to Marianne, the girl almost tearing up as she began to suck from her master.

“This is working too well...” Kronya knew that her new pets would get addicted to her. But they were latched onto her nipples so strongly that Kronya wondered if they'd tear off her swollen and sore pink nipples. So Monica laid back and accepted it, she let Marianne and Petra grab and suckle on her teats, taking her thick and creamy lactation as a part of their breakfast. 

“Drink up girls...drink it all...” The two girls put their thirst into their aggressive feeding, causing Monica to bask in the quick climax that came over her. The two girls paused and saw their mother panting and accepted the kisses that were planted on their lips. 

“Let us please you mommy...” Petra moved down to Monica's bare toes and lightly kissed her right big toe. “Let me show Marianne how to clean your feet.”

Monica nodded to Marianne who followed Petra's lead. Monica laid back, letting her new slaves suckle and lick all over her feet as Kronya embraced the sweet feeling of utter victory. “I could reveal myself right now and they wouldn't care...neither would Edelgard...”

An Hour Later

“Wouldn't it be great if there was no one who could stop you?”

Edelgard was done hiding her true self from the world. Standing outside of the Academy doors in a black skin-tight dress, Edelgard thought about what Monica had told her. With Monica's unsaid orders in her mind, the princess was about to lose all inhibitions keeping her from fully pursuing her destiny. She strangely didn't even feel any remorse or regret for Hubert or that his body was unlikely to be found.

“She talked to you too.” Edelgard turned to see Petra and Marianne exiting the monastery, both looking very flustered and having traces of milk on their lips. Edelgard didn't need to know what had happened or why the two modest girls were now wearing their outfits in quite provocative and unkempt manners. “She helped you be yourself?”

“Preciously.” Edelgard answered, the shared mind control that they were under had utterly tainted their once pure minds. Everything that they were about to do was an order passed to them by their new master and corrupter. But they were so hopelessly lost in mind and spirit, that the girls would carry out their master's orders believing their plans to be their own.

“It is time.” Flanked by Petra and Marianne, Edelgard marched away from the monastery. She would stop hiding her true self and her true ambitions. With her mistress commanding and guiding her, Edelgard would seize control of the Empire and create a better world. If anyone didn't understand her or tried to stop her, then they would pay the price just like Hubert did.

“Go change the world.” From a balcony, Monica looked down at her charges with a sinister smile. “Destroy and make it into my world ladies...give me my world...”