{Chapter 24: Separation}

Alex is still asleep without a care in the world. I know I really shouldn’t, but…I slept all night without her doing anything…

I turn my head and burrow into her cleavage. “Kyaaaa!”

I thought she was out…oops.

I sit up, blushing intensely. “Sorry…I thought you were asleep.”

She sits up and pulls me back into her cleavage. I’m confused…

“You surprised me, that’s all. You could’ve just asked.”

She looks at her hands. I tense. “So you listened, then.”

I relax. She twitches her fingers. “Wait…I shouldn’t be able to move my fingers, and certainly not twelve hours after being injured…”

I tense again. “My tendons must not have been that destroyed then. The bandages are kind of bloody though…”

I realize Kanna and Tohru are gone. I sit up. “Lexa…why are your hands bandaged?”

I shield my thoughts and I look down. They must’ve cleaned us up a little…but why the hell did they bandage my hands? There was nothing wrong with them.

“Cut myself picking up glass.”

“Oh…”

We lay in silence for a minute. “Should we visit the Minadukis now?”

“I dunno…It’s pretty early.”

“I’m gonna try something.”

“Try what?”

“Noah still has a corporeal body, right? So I can separate from him while still hosting you.”

“I don’t know…If you get mad, there’s no one to stop you from hurting people. I hold no sway in this body. You’ve probably already found that my powers aren’t being controlled.”

“Last night, with Tohru.”

“I guess…if you promise to keep your emotions in check and to focus on what you’re doing. No multitasking. It’s too risky.”

“Okay.”

I need to be really careful now.

She concentrates. Noah, she wants to separate. I told her I was fine with it.

But-

She and I are both well aware of the risks. We just talked about it.

She woke me up…

Explains a lot.

“I separate myself from Noah, returning him to his corporeal form.”

She starts wavering, splitting into two images. Suddenly, she splits, sending both Noah and Alex toppling to the floor. Tohru and Kanna come bursting in through the front door. Kanna gasps. “NOAH!!!”

She runs and throws herself on him. “Oof! Kanna, chill!”

She sits up, blushing. “S-sorry.”

I look at Alex. Does he know what Kanna intends to do in three days? Or even what the date is?

He suspects, and no.

I look at Kanna. We’ll try to keep him out of your way while you prepare.

She pales. Oh shit! I forgot!

Gotta figure out where to keep him…Oh, I know! No one messed with my room, right?

I dunno…The angel loft isn’t my jurisdiction. The only reason I go there is to visit Miss Kobayashi.

Oh…Wait…the policy…can Noah even go in there?

No…Alex can, though. She’s half-and-half. Policy says she can stay wherever, as long as it’s one of those two places. Noah has a room here. You should still have yours…Alex will be able to stay in your rooms.

Wait! I’m still technically a fallen…what if Sora finds out?! She’ll…I’ll…

I pale. I knew the penalty. I would have to do a spell that required so much magic that my body would burn up and combust. However, if I were to survive, no matter what state I’m in, I’d be welcomed back with open arms. ‘Spontaneous’ ‘human’ combustion…Not the best way to die…But I’m so well known, it’s hard to hide.

You have Alex and Noah to host you.

Wrong. Alex hosts both of us. We can separate from her, yes. Noah has a corporeal body, yes. However, unlike me, he doesn’t separate completely, nor does he want to. He’s really protective toward her…he’s just like an overprotective father…which he is…

She looks at me quizzically. Have Tohru tell you. Tell her I said it was okay…but just make sure Alex doesn’t find out.

Got it.

She’s in a volatile state. Without me or Noah there to control her power, the slightest aggravation could end in disaster. Speaking of which, why the hell are my hands bandaged?

They’d started to, well, you know…that’s where it was being channeled.

I pale. So I was really close then…

I shiver as I think about how close I came to dying. I had started to disintegrate. If a spell can’t get enough energy from the caster’s magic reserves, it would consume the energy contained in the caster’s living tissue, destroying it. If I had continued, my arms would’ve slowly disintegrated…though the spell would’ve stopped if my hands disintegrated fully. “Why are you so quiet? Normally, I’d be hearing a lot more. Same with Kanna…what are you two talking about?” She asks, suspicion creeping into her voice.

I decide to distract her. I force the locket to appear around her neck. “Oh…”

She takes the locket off and holds it in her hand, then turns to Noah, who has sat up, released from Kanna’s grasp. “Noah, this is yours…it’s only right that you be the one to wear it. ‘Sides, it’d be better if I didn’t have it, considering I need to learn to control my powers.”

She turns to me. “Maybe me and you can go down to the woods, find some demons to piss me off, so I can learn to control it.”

“Sounds good, actually.”

“Technically, you’re older than Noah…so wouldn’t you be the older sister he’s always wanted?”

“Good point. So to both of you, I’m onee-sama. To me and Noah, Alex is onee-chama. To me, Noah is onii-chan, and to Alex, onii-san. To Noah, me and Alex would be onee-sama and onee-chama, respectively.”

She holds out the locket and Noah accepts it. “Remember, if you think you’re gonna blow, recall me, got it?”

“Yes, master.”

He turns red. She looks at me with lust in her eyes. “But who will he show more…affection to, I wonder…?”

“Enough! I love you both the same…”

I turn away and pout. “…for now.”

“Yay!”

“But…what happened to you two being devout lesbians?”

I open my mouth to speak, but Alex beats me to it. “There’s one male we reserve our sweet, pure bodies for, and that’s you, onii-san.”

I look at Alex, seeing the game she’s playing. I smirk. “We both still kinda have our virginity…our tight, sweet, virgin pussies are reserved for you, master!”

He’s scarlet now. “We have achieved: highly embarrassed brother.”

I raise my hand and she high-fives me. Kanna looks at Noah. “You’re cute when you go tomato…”

He blushes harder. Then, she pokes his cheek. “Boop.”

He’s crimson now. “Kanna, I really think we all should stop pushing him before he does something he regrets.”

“Fiiiiine…buzzkill.”

“C’mere.”

She crawls over to me, cautiously. “Please don’t hit me, onee-san…”

“Why would you ever say such a thing? Of course I won’t hit you.”

I pull her into my lap, facing me. Her eyes widen cutely, like she’s finally seen the sun after years in a cave. “Nee-sama, I-”

I pull her close, hugging her. Her pussy is against my leg, her knee against mine. Her panties are a little sticky. I breathe in her scent. We sit there in silence. “Ummm…we’ll just…go then…”

I wave them off, leaving me and Kanna alone. “I missed you, nee-sama. First, you died and I had to wait for you to reincarnate and die again…and now this. I get lonely, you know…I missed you…onee-senpai.”

I blush as memories flash in front of my eyes. Kanna’s birth. Me and Kanna, playing as kids in the dragon world. Cuddling. My first death. The curse of being forced to remember everything. Dying again, and Koba retrieving me at Kanna’s request. Kanna’s hearing for letting her personal feelings override the policy for entering Akihabara. Her turning into a fanmade teen form and us progressively going further and further in bed. Doing the deed. My hearing. Losing my memories. Regaining them, tormented by my memories of Kanna. Dying a third time. Noah’s memories of almost doing it with Kanna. “When I was sentenced, I really missed you too. My memories came back while I was in the human world. Every once in a while, the memories I lost as a lost spirit come back…like just now. Fragmented, slice-of-life pieces.”

“How often?”

“I’ll look at something or someone, like you, or those rapists, and I’ll suddenly remember something. Even if it’s something that I’d forgotten before dying, it’ll happen. And I feel, see, hear, smell, taste everything like it’s happening right now. All memories associated with it return…I even saw Noah’s memories of you.”

I reach down. “I’ll need new panties…”

“Too bad…I wanna cuddle.”

“Our panties are already ruined, we may as well have fun.”

“Mine aren’t…”

I breathe on her neck and she starts whimpering. A few minutes later, I exhale and she cries out, soaking my leg. “They are now.”

She snuggles into my neck. I start whimpering as a realization hits. “You okay?”

“Uhnnn…onee…chama…c-came…on my leg…”

I feel her cheeks heat. She starts sliding back and forth, massaging it into my skin. “Uhnnn…senpai…if you don’t stop, I might…”

I hug her tighter, tears welling up. No…if she keeps this up…her pussy…on my leg…

”Senpai…mistress…p-p-please s-s-stop! I can’t take much more of this! Uhnnn…”

Her tongue darts out and quickly strokes my neck. I scream as I cum. When I finish, I’m flushed, shaking, and breathing heavily. I slump into Kanna. “M-m-mistress…hahh…hahh…chamaaa…hah…do…hahh…whatever you want…hahh…to me…hahh…”

“Are you sure…?”

“Mistress…my heart and soul has always belonged to you…The only reason my body didn’t was due to the circumstances. Not being corporeal makes it hard to give someone your body…”

“You’re not corporeal, though…”

“I meant not having a body at all…temporary is fine.”

“What about Xander?! I bet you did perverted things with him…So I don’t believe you!”

“About that…last night was actually my first time. Me and Xander never…did the deed. I regained my memories of you shortly after our first date. As returning to Akihabara seemed less and less likely, we grew closer and closer. Eventually, we considered having sex…but the next day, we were relaxing together…and the rest of my memories came back. I had sensed the darkness in him…but I thought it was trauma or something. I…”

Tears run down my face. “I almost killed him. I told him I was a fallen angel and showed him my wings. H-h-had I not been a fallen angel…had the day been just a bit brighter…he would’ve died. I-I…I hurt him, Kanna. It was then that the last memory came and I realized what he was. I’d always wondered about the tattoo on his neck. Then the memory came. He was a demon marked by Rapier. I should’ve known. He was always sensitive to light…after that, we realized it was too dangerous for us to do it. He’d corrode the purity of my soul, and I’d risk destroying him with that same purity.

“I felt it was my duty to protect him until he gained his full immortality. Eventually, this cost me my life. In my final moments, I realized that I was what was keeping him mortal. He had grown too fond of me and thus was bound to me through the curse. I never forgot you in all the time I spent with him. Often, I’d gaze up at Akihabara, the cloud that never moved, and wonder what you were doing at that moment. Occasionally, I felt you scry me in your sleep, and I felt comforted knowing you still cared. During the day, you were often there…and I had wanted to say…I’m sorry you had to watch…I don’t know if you thought it was from the pain, or from the knowledge that I would die, but the tears I shed were because I thought I’d never see you again…I woke up next to my body, which was being cradled by Xander.

“I stayed invisible until he disposed of the body of the asshole who killed me. Then came the part that Alex and Noah don’t know yet. I…had thought the Lost Spirits were a fraud, the protocol a joke…until I was one. I broke it. I revealed myself to Xander and said my goodbyes. Xander never told Alex this, so I don’t know if he remembered. I returned here and checked up on you. I hugged you, and you shivered. Then, I faded into nothingness, unneeded.”

I see her memories of the day run through her mind. “Lexa…the feeling of being watched out for soon after you died, that cold chill as the feeling faded…that was you?”

Tears well up in her eyes. She buries her face in my shoulder and sobs. “I’m so sorry…all this time since you entered my room, I had felt a bitter resentment. I thought you no longer cared, that you gave up on me…”

She starts sobbing louder, years of resentment turning to sadness. I stroke her hair, which falls to her ribs. “It’s okay…I’m here now. Let it all out, mistress.”

My flight attendant-style maid cosplay, including the skirt, disappears and reforms. I focus, searching for that familiar feeling in the magic realm. Ah, there it is…

I requip into Nekopara-style cosplay and a new lace bra. I gasp. She looks at my dress. “Isn’t that the one Azuki-chan made for you? Azuki thought it was destroyed when they burned the rest of the clothes in your room.”

“I thought it was gone too…When I regained my memories, I tried to requip into it…but I couldn’t. All the stuff that they burned was fake. I put all of the stuff I knew they’d get rid of in the magic realm. Besides, it wouldn't have been there anyway. It was always in my set of requips unless I was wearing it or washing it…not to mention that I had it made indestructible after some ‘thank-you’ sex. It’s also stain-proof. I would’ve made it waterproof or hydrophobic, but I didn’t want to…just in case my master decides to spill something or pees on me…”

I trail off as I realize that I’m wearing panties, which meant…

She blushes, then notices that something is wrong. “Um…Lexa?”

Tears well up in my eyes. I feel my cheeks and neck heat. I start sobbing. “T-Tohru saw, didn’t she…”

Kanna just solemnly nods. I sob harder. “I tugged your shirt down, then kicked her out while I cleaned you two up and put panties on you, then layed you back down. I saw her blush while looking in your direction, and I followed her gaze. I saw that your pussy was showing, so I yelled at her and immediately tugged it down. I had been over there seeing if you were okay. She couldn’t have gotten more than a glimpse.”

“Alex saw too, though…and I wasn’t ready for that!”

I sob even louder now, great, wracking sobs. Kanna must be being deafened, yet she still sits there, hugging me and stroking my hair, comforting me like I comforted her. “Shhhhh…It’s okay Lexa, promise. We can just alter their memories…as long as we don't get caught.”

“Altering Alex’s memories could have dire consequences for her personality.”

“We’ll be careful…”

“It’s safer if I just bury the memory where she can’t find it until I say so…”

Slowly, I allow myself to be soothed, quieting down. Eventually, I’m reduced to sniffling every few seconds. She pulls away and holds my hands, interlacing our fingers. “Lay back,” she says in a gentle, soothing voice.

I do, and she lifts up so I can stretch my legs out. She still hasn’t let go of my hands. She leans forward, until she’s on her hands and knees, pinning my hands on either side of my head. Her knee is against my pussy. She scoots forward. (≥≤) “Uhnnn…”

She wiggles her knee against it. (≧≦) My breathing quickens. She leans down to kiss me. My eyes widen, then close as I allow myself to melt into the kiss. I squeeze her hands, and she squeezes back. She pulls away to breathe. “Hey, Kanna?”

“Yes?”

“C-c-could we maybe do a role play?”

“What kind?”

I blush, color creeping from my cheeks down my neck. “I-I-I would like to w-walk in on m-mistress while she’s m-m-masturbating, and to be p-punished! I w-wanna be your n-n-naughty s-s-sex s-slave and h-house maid…but I need to cool down first…and your knee is making me wet! P-p-please move it away, I can’t t-t-take it!”

She lets go of my hands and backs up. “Sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing to me, mistress? You didn’t do anything, wrong. I belong to you. My body, heart, soul, and everything they produce, belongs to you. Everything inside and outside of me is yours for the taking.”

“Get ready, please.”

I stand up, brush myself off, then walk out of the bedroom to the bathroom, shutting the door. I clean up down there and requip into new, lace thong panties. For some reason, when I reform my clothes, it doesn’t work on clothes that don’t belong to me. Kanna cracks the door and goes back to her bed. A few seconds later, I start hearing moans. I creep to the door and peek through the crack. My eyes widen. She’s naked, moving a vibrating dildo in and out of her pussy in crab position on her bed. I slicken as she cries out. She keeps going. Does it really feel that good?

I lift up my dress and stick my hand in my panties. I stroke my labia, then plunge my finger inside. I swirl it around, softly moaning. I let go of my dress. It falls, leaving just my panties exposed. Her dildo is soaked and glistening. I feel myself getting close. Suddenly, she stacks her hands on the flat part of the dildo and shoves it deep inside herself. We both cry out. I open the door with my powers. I’m still fingering myself. I fall to my knees and cry out as I climax again. My fresh panties are already soaked. A little cum trickles down my legs from the crotch of my panties. I stop and try to catch my breath, hand still in my panties. A shadow falls over me. I look up and gulp. My neko ears and tail automatically appear. My ears are flat against my head in shame. Kanna is there. “Mistress…”

She slaps me and the wetness in my panties grows. I raise the hand that’s not in my panties to touch the mark on my cheek. “Perverted little maid. I’m calling the police for sexual harassment.”

She spins on her heel and starts to walk to the nightstand where her phone is. I grab her hand. My other hand is still in my panties. Tears well up in my eyes. “M-m-mistress, I’m sorry!”

She tries to tug away. “Too late.”

I start crying. “Please! I’ll do anything! Don’t send me to prison! An innocent little neko like me wouldn’t last a day! Th-th-they’ll d-d-do h-horrible things to me…They’ll defile my pure body…and I c-c-can’t l-live without you, mistress! Without you, my soul will rot from emptiness, until I’m an empty husk, devoid of emotion or sensation. I’m really sorry…I heard you moaning, so I came to investigate…and then I couldn’t leave!”

She stops and looks at me with wide eyes. “Anything?”

“Anything.”

Her face lights up. (^u^) “Okay.”

She crouches down and lifts up my dress. I blush and look away. “No, you watch.”

I look at her. I follow her gaze to my soaked panties. She strokes them and I shiver. “Pull out your hand.”

I pull it out. Strands of sticky cum break and fall away. It’s soaked. I gasp. She takes my hand in hers. “You really enjoyed yourself, didn’t you?”

I remain silent, unsure how to answer. “Did you?”

(≧≦) I nod. “It felt…good…”

“Good…”

She lifts my hand and starts licking cum off of it. When she’s done, she looks at me. “Stand up.”

I stand up and immediately fall back down. I try again, slowly this time, legs shaking. I grab the sink to steady myself. I finish standing. My legs feel like I’m caught in an earthquake. Kanna ducks under my dress and starts sucking cum from my panties. Then, she licks the short streaks of cum from my legs. I nearly collapsed.(≥≤) “Nnn…”

My legs start shaking more. “Nnn…m-m-mistress! Those spots are sensitive!”

She pulls out of my dress. There’s a little cum around her mouth. She licks it off. I’m trying hard not to cum. I’m shaking like a leaf. “Uhnnn…not cumming is torture, but if I cum again, I’ll fall.”

“I think I’ll torture you some more as punishment for speaking without being spoken to…but first, while you cool off…”

She stands up. She hugs me, then spins me around all the way. “Waaaah…!”

My hands are pulled off the sink by my momentum. I stop spinning and immediately stagger, falling forward. (@ @) She catches me. “Still can’t stand, huh?”

She pulls me close, head on her shoulder. “Think you can hike them up around me?” She asks, stroking my legs.

“M-m-maybe in a few seconds…”

She moves one hand to my ass, below my hole, hugging me tight with the other. I manage to hike my legs up to her ass. The extra weight and momentum make her step backwards and slip. She falls to her knees. I cry out as I land on her legs. (><) Every muscle in my body tenses as I try to hold it in. Cum starts trickling out. I blush as I realize she’s still naked. I’m…cumming…on my mistress…

That thought sets me off and it explodes out of me in a torrent. Kanna’s legs are soaked. My breath comes in heaving gasps. My eyes droop. “S-s-sorry mistress…I guess I need to rebuild my tolerance…”

I bury my face in her shoulder. She holds me tight and rubs my back as I fall asleep. “Sweet dreams.”

[10:30][Kanna] I clean her up, then get her fresh panties, and, after some debate, I change her into some of my pajamas. Her face relaxes into an innocent expression. Awww…I could watch her for hours and not get bored.

I clean myself up, then put clothes on. I look at the puddle of my cum that made me slip earlier, then decide to let it dry. Heh heh…that’ll turn her on.

Tohru and Alex walk in. “Ka-!”

I glare at them and draw my finger across my neck, then point at the bed. Alex looks and pales. I turn around. “That’s new…” I whisper.

Lexa is floating a few inches above the bed, still asleep. White static crackles around her. Alex creeps over to her and lays her hand on Lexa’s forehead. The static flows into her and Lexa falls back down. She looks at me. “Apparently her current body is reacting with Tsuchakia and filling her with excess energy. I’ve absorbed it, for now. Let me or Noah know if this happens again, and we’ll take care of it.”

They leave. Tohru looks back at me. “Control yourself. I can smell it, you know.”

“She started it.”

She leaves, shutting the door behind her. I sit on my knees next to the bed and put my head down, watching Lexa. She rolls to face me and starts petting me. Quietly, she says, “Would the mistress like to use me as a stuffed animal? What I said applies in my sleep, too.”

“I’m going to kill them.”

“Why?”

“They woke you up. You’re cute when you sleep. All the stress melts from your face. It’s such an innocent expression…reminds me of myself in my canon form.”

“I wish I came with a portable charger, but I don’t.”

I laugh. I climb into bed behind her and spoon her. She rolls over, burying her face in my chest. “Kyaaa!”

“Titty pillow!”

I laugh again. I hold her tight. She wraps her arms around me. I feel her relax as she falls asleep again. I breathe in the scent of her hair. I drift off too. [10:48]

[11:00][Tohru] We drop in to check on Lexa. She’s in bed with Kanna. Both are asleep, snuggled in to each other. I turn to Alex and we smile at each other. The scene was so cute it was magical. I take a picture with my phone and we leave.

[1:32PM][Kanna] I open my eyes.

[Lexa] “I see mistress is finally awake…shall I make lunch?”

Her stomach growls. I giggle. “It is settled then! What would the mistress like to eat?”

“You.”

I blush. “Sorry mistress, but I’m not currently on the menu…I’m famished.”

“Ramen?”

“How about something I can pour a decent amount of TLC and soul into?”

“Ohagi?”

“Takes too long to cook. How about…sushi and…teriyaki beef kushiyaki?”

“Sounds good.”

“Mistress, you know you have to let me go first, right?”

She lets go. I roll over and slam onto the floor. “Ow…”

I slowly climb to my feet. I walk to the kitchen and start making lunch. Half an hour later, I finish and walk to the bedroom. “Mistress?”

She sits up. “Coming, Lexa-chan.”

I walk to the kitchen. “Do you have a folding table or…never mind.”

I focus on the image of a transparent blue table. It forms. I set it as Kanna enters the room. I feel a slowly growing heat ignite between my thighs. Noooooo! Oh…actually, some Cat Maid and Mistress meets that one wolf girl porn game would be awesome!

“Lexa, your cheeks are a little red, you okay?”

I nod. We sit and eat. By the time we finish, it’s really hot down there. I clear the table. “Lexa, you’re flushed, and your breathings a little heavier…are you sure you’re okay?”

I nod again and decide to redirect her attention. “I promise that I’m perfectly fine, Kanna-dono.”

She blushes, eyes wide. “Y-y-you don’t have to do that for the roleplay, you know…”

“It’s not for the roleplay. Why don’t you lay down, and I’ll bring your…dessert out to you after I wash the dishes, okay aijin-sama?”

Wow…for her to use Japanese to address me when she prefers English…she must really think highly of me.

“I do. Though…since they mean the same thing, may I call you sensei?”

“You can…but I’d rather you stick to mistress-sama, at most.”

“Okay!”

I spin. She smiles, then leaves. My pussy feels like it’s on fire. I dispel the table before I can soil the corner of it. I start washing the dishes. I press against the knob of the cabinet and shift while I wash. My breathing quickens. Tears stream down my face from the heat of it. I stop with a plate in my hand and just keep shifting, water pouring into the sink. Kanna sneaks up behind me. “Are you in heat?”

“Y-y-yes…I-I-I’m sorry to be such a bother…”

“You can’t help your nature…and you can’t work in that condition…”

Her hand caresses the small of my back, then slides down my tail and back up to my panties, then down my ass to my pussy. My ears flatten and my tail swishes wildly. “My, you are wet…”

“Uhnnn…”

I hear her panties drop to the floor. Her hand is removed and I hear her start fiddling with something. I tear a small hole the size of a pea in my panties in front of my asshole using my powers. Mistress’s finger finds the hole in my panties. She wriggles her finger through and shoves it in my asshole. “Nyaa!”

She presses against me and I feel her strap-on pressing against my back. So that’s what she was fiddling with…

She starts fucking my ass with her finger. I’m flushed and really turned on. I’m breathing hard. She uses her index fingers to tear the hole a bit more, then presses the tip of her strap-on into my asshole through the hole. “Mistress…this is really hot…”

She palms my boobs and starts sucking on my neck, pressing against me. I’m pinned to the cabinet, and her strap-on sinks into my ass. “Uhnnn…”

She slowly and gently starts sliding in and out. Soft moans squeeze out with each thrust. The dildo is slippery. “D-d-did you use l-l-lube?”

“I used the wetness of my pussy to lube it.”

It’s legitimately painful now. I’m torturously close. Normally I’d have come by now…

I’m hyperventilating. “MISTRESS! IT BURNS!”

I start screaming and sobbing. I drop the plate and it shatters in the sink. “S-s-sorry…”

“It’s okay.”

“P-p-please, do my other hole! Tear open my panties and my hole…I n-n-need to cum! It hurts!"

"Your hymen will tear…”

"Then finger me!”

Without breaking rhythm, she starts fingering me with her left hand. She goes back to sucking really hard on my neck, about halfway between my earlobe and my shoulder. “Lexa-chan, you’re starting to hurt my fingers with how tight you are…”

“Uhnnn…”

A single, dry contraction pulses inside me, pulling her fingers into my hole. “Nyuhhh…”

She finds my g-spot and rubs it. I explode, intense pleasure rolling through me in waves. “Nyaaaaaaa!”

She stops. I slump against the sink. Finally, after about ten seconds of fighting, exhaustion wins and I collapse into Kanna’s waiting arms, gasping for breath. “Is my little kitten better now?”

I just nod. She scoops me up. “W-w-wait…can you just sit down and hold me? I don’t want you to have to carry me.”

She slowly sinks to her knees. Her strap-on ends up between my legs. I wrap my arms around her and lay my head on her shoulder. She cuddles me and rubs my back soothingly. I snuggle in and fall asleep.

[2:00PM] I wake up to find that Kanna and I are still in the same position, but she’s asleep. She’s stroking my braid now. I undo my braid with my powers and examine the scrunchy. It’s made of the same stuff I made the table out of. I dispel it. Kanna’s face is buried in my neck. I feel her breathing in my scent. Her hand has adjusted to stroke the hair that cascades down my back. Heh…now that I think about it…I don’t think Kanna has seen me without it…I never undid it, even for sex. I took it off for showers. That was about it.

I realize Kanna’s legs must be asleep from my weight. Can I still manipulate the Mist? It should be easier with her being asleep, because she’s not seeing anything.

I imagine me leaning against the fridge, legs out, her sitting in my lap, arms and legs around me, still stroking my hair. My vision becomes obscured by mist, and when it clears, we’re doing just that. I bury my face in her shoulder and stroke her silky hair. I breathe in her scent. (^w^) Mmmmm…she smells nice…like strawberries.

She shivers. “S-s-stop, Lexa…uhnnn…”

“I made you lunch…”

“I helped you relieve yourself.”

“Only because I couldn’t work.”

“W-w-wait…d-did you undo your trademark braid?”

“Kinda hard to stroke someone's hair when it’s basically a rope. I don’t plan on letting you see me without it. In fact…”

I use my powers to remove her hands, do my braid, create the scrunchy, and tie it, all at the same time. I let go, and her sadness is tangible when she finds my braid. “At least, not without some effort…you are my mistress…use it as a punishment.”

I actually really want her to see me without it…

She gets up and turns nasty. “Clean up the plate. When you’re done, drink as much water as you can, put on some light colored leggings, and come see me when you need to pee.”

My face falls and I look at my lap as she leaves the room. I get up and clear the glass out of the sink. I throw away the shards, then drink about five glasses of water. I barely have time to requip and hold it in before the urge hits. I fall to my knees, legs spread to the sides. My hands are clamped in the “desperation” position. “M-Mistress! I-I’m gonna wet myself!”

“Get your filthy little ass in here!”

I flinch from the venom in her voice. “O-o-okay!”

I slowly stand up and creep into the bedroom, shaking. “What took you so long?!”

I whimper. “I have to pee…and M-Mistress is scaring me!”

Her tone softens. “Stand in front of me.”

I comply. “Spread your legs and lift up your dress.”

Blushing, I do. She has a full view of my light grey leggings. I’m trembling with the effort of holding it in. My voice is wavering to an extreme degree. There’s an intense strain to every word I say. “I c-c-can’t h-h-hold it…” I squeak.

"You’re not going anywhere until you wet yourself.” She says in a sweet voice.

“Uhnnn…”

I feel it start to trickle out so I clamp my hands over the slowly growing wet spot. “Nope.”

She grabs my wrists and holds them away. If she would tickle me, I would explode…

She grins. I gulp. She grabs both of my wrists with one hand and drags me to the bathroom. There’s a bar for the shower curtain that's just high enough for this to work and still keep my feet flat on the floor. I bind my wrists so that they are crossed, just like Kanna has them, using my powers. She grins wider. The trickle has stopped, for now. The wet spot is the size of a miniature pancake, with a small rivulet that goes halfway down my left thigh. I modify the bonds to have a circular ring. I hang a hook from the bar. She lifts me and I hook the ring. She sets me down. Even if I jump, there’s no way I’m getting off the hook. I have to stand on my tiptoes to touch the floor. I seriously miscalculated.

I look at Kanna with pleading eyes. “P-p-please go easy on me…but hurry!”

She cups my pussy with her hand, covering the wet spot. “It’s so warm…and wet!”

She comes closer and tickles the slope of my neck with her tongue. I giggle. With her free hand, she tickles my stomach. I’m holding my dress up with my powers. I make a belt to hold it there. I start giggling and squirming like crazy, bursts of urine exploding out of me. She rubs my pussy and I pee even more.The back and front of my leggings are soaked. The only parts that are dry are the sides of my legs opposite my pussy, and everything that’s three inches or more above my pussy. Most of my ass is dry too. She’s still tickling and rubbing me. I feel more squirt out. “M-M-Mistress, I th-think that’s all of- Nyaaaaaa!”

She fingers my pussy through my soaked leggings. The soaked fabric feels amazing against my slippery clit and g-spot. “Uhhhnnnnnn…Nyaa!”

I tremble as it bursts out of me, further soaking my leggings and adding to the puddle underneath me. She kneels down in front of me, soaking her legs with my pee and cum. She buries her face and starts sucking the pee and cum from my panties and leggings, looking up at me. She places her hands on the sides of my thighs. She manages to suck my clit through two layers of fabric. I arch my back as I cum. Just as the first contraction hits, she moves her palms to my ass and shoves her middle fingers into my asshole through the fabric, fingers soaking it instantly. I start cumming harder. I use the last of my power to strengthen the rod and shrink the ring and hook enough that I can hang limply. Streaks of milk run down my legs. My breath comes in gasps. She stops. “Hahh…hahh…”

“You okay?”

I nod weakly. “You’re not gonna pass out, are you?”

I shake my head. “I’m basically a sack of jelly shaped like a human and made from angelic fire. I’m not sleepy, just physically exhausted.”

“I’m gonna change you.”

Instead of requipping, I visualize the panties(pink and lacey) and leggings(pink) appearing on the sink. They do. Regaining a little energy, I decided to make it a bit more fun. As she starts pulling down my leggings, I start struggling weakly. I tire out by the time she gets them down to my knees, revealing my soaked panties. I groan. They’re utterly ruined. She pulls them the rest of the way off and they fall, soaking up some of the puddle. She hooks her finger through the crotch of my panties, earning a whimper, a shudder, and a tense-up from me, and just yanks ‘em down. My pubes are soaked and sticky, my legs are sticky, and there’s milk everywhere. I squirt a little at the sight of Kanna looking at all of this in wonder. (\\★★//) “There’s…so…much!”

“Is my wetness making Mistress wet?”

“I’m…gonna need new panties…I’ve actually been wet since we started…Maybe I’ll put on a diaper for my cum.”

“Wait…what’s with the emphasis…you don’t mean…?”

She nods, opens the cabinet under the sink, and pulls out an XL-Girls Drynite Bedwetting Diaper. I slicken. “N-n-noooo!”

“It’s just until we go to bed…this is what happens to naughty maids that wet themselves.”

“B-b-but I’m n-n-not a b-b-b-baby…”

“You’re my baby…Though, since I like the sound of your voice and you still need to be able to work, you will be a highly-trusted, highly-trained, un-potty-trained toddler.”

I can pull that off…

“M-M-Mistwess…”

“Yes?”

“Can we invite Misstwesses Cinnamon and Maple? Cinni could be nee-sama, and Maple could be my birth mommy…if I wemember wight, her bweast milk is yummy.”

“Okay, but please stop talking like that…it’s so cute that I’ll melt…’Mistwess’ is fine, but not the rest.”

She unfolds the diaper. “No complaining about the diapers…they were expensive.”

“Why’s that?”

“They were custom-made. An original design, with increased absorbance. Different material, too.”

She wipes down my legs, ass, pubes, and both the inside and outside of my pussy…using her tongue. I cum twice before she finishes my legs, and once more before she enters my pussy for the final deep cleaning. When she finishes, she has cum all around her mouth. She opens wide to reveal a mouthful of milk with a yellow tint. She…drank…uhnnn…my pee…

She stands up. She comes closer. “Mistw-”

She closes the gap and plunges her piss-milk-soaked tongue into my mouth, unleashing a flood of the mixture into mine. She never swallowed it!

Her eyes are closed cutely(◠o◠) Mine are wide open. I melt into the kiss and go limp. She grinds against my leg with her soaked panties. My eyes close in bliss. The sweetness…of the milk…coupled with the saltiness…of the piss…plus the savory taste of her tongue and saliva…is amaazing! Her tongue…is rubbing it into mine…she’s rubbing it in, coating my mouth…

She pulls away. I swallow, as does she. She has cum, drool, and piss all over her chin. I look over her shoulder at the mirror and see that I do, too. It’s all over our boobs, too. “I’ma need to wash it now…I guess I can wear casuals…”

She licks my face clean. She positions so I can clean hers. “My milk tastes a lot better from your mouth…my milk and pee are delicious, but your saliva adds a magical quality to it.”

She just nods. “Same with yours…”

She positions the diaper and secures it. She spanks me through the diaper a few times, gently. “Mmmmmm…it’s so soft…and cushy…”

“Look in the mirror at the design…”

I gasp. “I’s so cuuuute!”

The diaper is decorated with chibi versions of her and Tohru in all sorts of cute positions. There’s several of them cuddling. “You are to never take it off…just ask me to change you.”

“Why would I take it off…? Now Mistwess is always with me!”

This body is kinda fluid…I wonder…

I imagine my cute lil seven-year-old self. I shrink, reverse aging. My hair, bust, and curves all remain proportionate to what they were. The effort exhausts me. My powers give out, causing the supports I made for the curtain rod to shatter. My belt and bonds break, and I fall. Kanna doesn’t have time to react. I land on my feet, stagger, fall, and slam my forehead into the toilet, bouncing off to slam the back of my head on the tub and crumpling to the floor, bleeding. The world fades. The look of horror(O_O)) on her face stays with me even in unconsciousness.[4:00pm]