Stretching to full height as she got out of her bed, Selicia relished her return to normalcy. Her breasts bobbing as she allowed herself to happily bounce onto her feet. As it turned out, piggybacking that girl had allowed her to resolve the issue within her own body. The power had only been trickling in before as Abernathy had placed a sort of block on her ability to gather it. Seems Abernathy didn't want to chance Selicia being able to potentially rebound from her altered state...
Thinking of that old crone... Selicia slipped into a royal blue slip and made her way down to that storage room with a confident strut. Passing by some of the new staff had brought renewed sights of astonishment. They'd assumed that they'd been hired by that short version of herself. Standing taller with more pride as she walked, Selicia practically flaunted herself before them. Gods, did it feel good to be herself -true- self again~
Finally, making it into the storage room, Selicia idled momentarily checking on her former mistress. The staff hadn't come near its full contents as of yet, it would take more time for that to come about anyways. Shrugging to herself, Selicia turned to face that obstinate gothic mirror in the corner by the door. "Abernathy, dear. Won't you come speak with me?~" Waiting patiently for the old bitch to decide to surface, Selicia was rewarded for her wait as the phantom form of Abernathy was dragged forward by her 'attendants'.
Lolling her head around to face Selicia, the eyes of the phantom blinked before a snide grin formed on her face. "Aww, you're all better now~ Isn't that cute? Seems you've resolved yourself of my little gift after all... I was certain it would've taken months at the very least... Who did you leech off of this time? It wasn't my dearest sister, I know that for certain..." The phantom regarded the staff in its place on the wall. "Come to gloat, of course?" Leaning her head to the side, Abernathy regarded Selicia fully.
With a toss of her hair, Selicia grinned mischievously. "Of course I have. It would only be natural for me to do so. Thank you for confirming my suspicions however. So glad to know that you'd actually consider me a threat in your advanced age~" Following the glower from Abernathy, Selicia laughed heartily. "You did it to yourself, after all. If you hadn't consumed so many... Well... Maybe, I really -would- have been your little puppet, perhaps." Selicia feigned a sigh and rubbed her right elbow to emphasize the point.
"Once, I find my way free of this prison, Selicia, you will be..." Abernathy spoke in an ominous enough tone but, it fell short of the intention on Selicia's part.
"Dear... What prison would you be in? You're still in your own body, just... Not the way you wish to be~" Rubbing the side of the mirror frame, Selicia could feel the malice held within. Taking her hand away, Selicia stood back and nodded in farewell. "Until next visitation, Abernathy..." She watched as the third woman slipped forward from the miasma and dragged Abernathy back with them.
Next on her agenda, was to officially welcome the new staff to the house as she'd finally 'hired' the last candidate. Making her way into the foyer, she called out for Marina before crossing her arms to admire her handiwork in the forms of the stained glass windows. Two of her attackers had so boldly given themselves up to replace what they'd broken. The third window in her consultation room had been replaced normally. With the number of windows in that room, it wouldn't have been very appealing without a partner of its own... Marina had arrived in the middle of her musings with her customary smile.
"Gather the staff, Sweet. We're going to have a little housewarming party for our newest members. Tell the cooks to roll out the cake from the freezer would you?" Marina bounced along to perform her task as Selicia continued to wait in the foyer. Enough money thrown about and there was a caterer coming with a few prepped courses to spare her cooks this evening. They wouldn't be staying for the show either, less potential loose ends...
Within the hour, the caterers had come and gone, tables set, the atmosphere reasonably relaxed, and the cake sitting in the center of it all. The poor maid had gotten in the way at the wrong time and met her fate as the multi-tiered cake presented before them all. Her bust being the only remnant of her previous humanity besides her breasts hanging from the top two tiers and her vagina formed of icing on the bottom most tier. Amusingly, it seemed as if no one was brave or perhaps perverted enough to cut that piece. Seeing it as a right of hers, Selicia did just that watching the stares with their blushes or hardly concealed feelings otherwise. Taking her time working toward the lips, she knew the girl was enjoying herself. She'd been made to after all, her sole purpose was to be consumed for celebration after all.
Savoring the frosting lips as long as she could, Selicia took full stock of the festivities. The food was dwindling away, the staff seemed quite content with the event, and the poor cake girl was nearly gone. Her breasts had been squirreled away since Selicia last looked. A pity that, seems her own actions had emboldened another or two's own. Off to the side was her final hire, Ari. Having no longer the needs to eat or sleep, she sat happily watching the rest from her corner of the foyer. Before continuing with her plans for the evening, Selicia approached Ari.
"Enjoying yourself, are we?" Selicia spoke sweetly as she garnered the doll's attention. Outwardly, no one would suspect her to be a doll aside from her somewhat jilted movement.
Ari looked up to see Selicia's face and then emphatically nodded with a smile on her face.
"Ah, good good. Do you have any concerns about going home?" Selicia inquired as she sat her empty plate aside.
There was a long pause from Ari, before her hand made its way to her face. A brief blur and Ari's face had changed from happiness to one of concern. She shook her head after another short wait before using her hand to shift her face to another of contentment.
Nodding, Selicia excused herself to return to her plan as she walked away from Ari. The girl would be subservient after her direct touch by Selicia. Though, it was on a whim that she was left mute being able to communicate as she did. Wanting that sort of doll feel, Selicia had made her expressions in set positions only brought about by focusing her hand before her face. An experiment that Selicia had felt was unique in its own way.
Lisa was busying herself cleaning up various messes about the foyer even having been bid not to. Selicia had made that one a bit too dutiful after their attempted insurrection. Placing a hand on the fused girl's shoulder, Selicia imparted a silent command to relax on her and with satisfaction noticed the girl doing so immediately. She set the plates down and nodded to Selicia. "As you wish, Mistress." Settling into a nearby chair, Lisa awaited her next order while seeming to be amused. I suppose the command only half worked after all... Selicia kept that thought to herself as she made for her consultation room.
Here she would find an example to be made before the rest of the staff. Someone who'd preferably been rebellious and subdued by their change... Sure she could use Lisa as a fine example but, separating the two women just to put them back together would be more of a hassle than it would be worth... It clicked as she passed the mantle, it'd been sometime but, the old head maid turned wand might just... She reached for the wand and felt a flicker stir from within. Ah wonderful, the old woman was still in the in just barely... Using some magic to fill in just enough to get her coherent long enough for the display, Selicia chuckled as she left for the foyer, wand in hand.
"Hush now, everyone! Eyes on me, if you will!" Selicia called out to the group amassed in the foyer. Waiting until all eyes were on her, she continued, waving the wand about as she spoke. "As you all know, -I- am the Mistress of the house. You are in -my- employ." Stressing the possessive words as she verbally marched onward. "You should know what that entails for each and every one of you..." With a feigned slipped of her grip, she let the wand fall to the floor. As it made impact, the wand seemed to explode outward until on the floor lay a nude older woman. Seeming to come to, she looked around in a daze until she laid eyes on Selicia. The former head maid scrambled onto her knees and clutched at Selicia's dress.
"Please... Please, I'm begging you, forgive me! You are the Mistress of the house, the one and only! Don't change me back, I'll serve you wholly and completely! I'll do anything!" The old woman practically babbled as the words came tumbling over each other.
"Anything, you say?" Selicia smiled confidently seeing that all eyes were locked in to the spectacle.
"Anything!" The old woman nearly sobbed the words in her frantic need for approval.
"Well then, I will have to test this, won't I?" Seeing the old woman nodding furtively, Selicia set forth on her parts of the spectacle. First thing, first... The wrinkles on the old woman's body smoothed away as youthful color returned to her skin. Black bled into the gray of her hair even as a shapely bush grew down below her waist. The old woman seemed to pay mind not to her changes but, only to Selicia, admirable... The sag of her breasts perked upward and even jumped a cup or two into D's. Before everyone's eyes, the old woman gave way to a easy on the eyes young lady. However this could be seen as a gift... And that was not what she was setting out to do. Now, would be the time to be more cruel than usual...
"Lisa, go fetch a broom would you?" Selicia kept her view firmly turned away from the grovelling woman by her feet as she waited for Lisa to return. The nearest closet not being far away meant her wait was swiftly rewarded with the required item. Now turning her attention back to the woman at her feet she dropped the broom next to her. "Prove it to me, show how -DEEP- your loyalty really is~" Selicia drove the point home with a nudge of the broom handle toward it's destined location.
The woman scrambled unthinkingly to comply with her absurd demand, after all. It was this or become an object again... Dryly, she cranked the shaft of the broom painfully inside working inside to attempt easier entry. Crying in pain far more than pleasure, she edged the shaft deeper within herself. Some of the staff started to look away from the display but, with a swift snap, were forced to watch by Selicia's power. Soon the woman was moaning having become wet enough to slide the handle in and out with ease. Each stroke striking deeper within herself so much so that she hadn't noticed her legs slipping away. Not just seeming to melt but, actually melting away from her feet upward. Peach colored skin giving way to clear fluid as she ran the rod deeper and deeper.
With the broomstick nearly reaching as deep as it could inside her, she closed her eyes and grit her teeth. Lower and lower her breasts reached toward her spasming slit as her abdomen gradually shrank away. The puddle seeming to spread further with every inch of her disappearing. Her breasts slapped wetly against the floor having sagged past her vagina just as the broomstick at last hilted as far as it could. She huffed, moaned, and stirred as she looked further up to Selicia for approval. All she found was a confusing look of derision and a gesture toward her. A scream of horror pierced the room as she realized what had happened to her. Only to further realize that it wasn't yet over.
"Nononono, I did... Just as you asked! You can't..." She uttered between moans, rolling her eyes back to again focus on Selicia. Her arms already gone to her elbows as she reached a nub upward. It came flowing back down itself as her shoulders sunk in behind her breasts. A smile broke on her face as she saw Selicia reaching down toward her, surely she'd been tested and passed. It was true in a way, she'd been passed to grab hold of the broom still firmly wedged inside. Next, she was lifted upward and with a firm tap, the handle rammed firmly to the very end of her tunnel. This came with an intense orgasm much to her surprise elation as she belted out loudly. Fluid gushed as if on tap as her head swiftly sunk in behind her breasts leaving her nothing more than a large fleshy ball of sexual parts.
Having gotten some of the orgasm on her dress, Selicia grimaced at the growing stain. "Now..." She butted the floor with the broom again ushering another more natural gush of fluids. "As you can see... I -AM- quite a real wielder of magic..." Another butt of the broom followed by a third gush, the skin starting to turn deep blue from the top of the ball. "I can do anything..." Squeezing the right breast causing it to spurt and leak, she reached for the left. "With anyone..." Repeating the process with the left, it squirt a thin stream of milk and was left to leak as the blue crept down. "Whenever I please..." Slamming the stick down again, fluids shot out from the three leaking areas, the blue leaving the nipples untouched. "I want this to be quite clear... You are now mine..." With a grand rise of the handle, she slammed it down so hard that it turned entirely translucent blue. A flush of fluids sprayed outward as the ball wetly popped off the broomstick and squished itself onto the floor.
Satisfied with the horror and understanding that she saw, Selicia gathered the squishy mass and nodded to Lisa who was already nearby with a mop and bucket. Maybe she wasn't too diligent after all... Selicia took the ball with her, feeling the woman already fading back to 'normal' as a thought itched at her. Almost as if she was supposed to remember something she'd forgotten... This ball would make for an excellent prop for her back in the bath. Giving it a few more squishes to test for any leaks. Finding none, she smiled as she entered her room, eyes falling on her similarly textured troph... Letting the ball, squish to the carpet in her room, Selicia quickly stepped over to her trophies pulling down the amber colored one.
Tossing it to the floor, she watched as it bounced and flopped before expanding swiftly. Flesh color replaced the translucent garnet as the toy formed a sort of pudgy human body. There was a gasp and a deep exhale, as Debbie came back around from her stupor. It had been slightly amusing to see that her sex, though a little pudgy of its own, was glistening wetly in the light. Debbie brought her focus to Selicia staring blearily at her.
"Debbie? Are you all there?" Selicia asked tentatively as she stepped forward toward the prone woman.
"Y-Yeah? I... Think so...?" Rubbing her head, she propped herself on the floor and noted fuzzily her current state. "Why... Why am I naked?" She mumbled something incoherently as she held her head.
Seeing as Debbie seemed to be alright, just a bit dazed, Selicia relaxed and sat on her bed. Although, an ally of some importance, Selicia could see an opportunity for mischief. Something a little lighter-hearted to bring herself down and stir Debbie up with. A slight implant of pent up frustration of the best kind and Debbie's free hand found it's way to her wet slit. Having prodded inside her like that, Selicia was certainly the wetness already there was the leaking of a certain former mage up there. No matter, the new wetness was in fact from Debbie herself. Waiting for a short period until Debbie softly grunted and moaned, Selicia moved gracefully forward.
"Take this as a form of apology dear, since I'd nearly forgotten about you... I don't do this for everyone nor do I plan to even for you again~" Getting down on her hands and knees, Selicia gently removed Debbie's hand and gave her sex a long lick. The younger woman bucked and moaned rolling her head to the side. Working her clit in circular motions with her tongue, Selicia crooked her fingers inside Debbie's lips with the expertise of a master. Flicking the bean with her tongue rapidly as she rubbed deep along the walls inside Debbie, Selicia felt Debbie's thighs lock around her head. Sometimes she'd have to remind herself to take it a bit slower. Even with that thought, she plunged her fingers in and out slower or faster on a whim taking cues from Debbie. This time the younger woman involved only figuratively melted under Selicia's touch.
Debbie fondled her own breasts letting herself lay back and arch her back. She seemed to collect herself long enough to have her thoughts dashed with the next change up. Her hands groped firmly tweaking and pinching in an effort to feel even more than she already was. Another hand ran smoothly down her thighs teasing gently toward her building pleasure. Thighs gripping the head between her legs tightly, Debbie's breath quickened and she bit her lip. With toes curling, she tensed her entire body right before release... Shudders wracked her body as she eyes rolled smoothly backward while her breaths came raggedly behind.
Parting Debbie's legs, Selicia eased herself out and onto her feet. It was a rare occurrence for this to be the way she became covered in fluids like this. Not since her late Mistress even... Shrugging as she removed her dress, she helped Debbie up retrieving the former head maid as well while they entered her bathroom. Easing Debbie into the tub, Selicia rang a small bell and awaited the response. The blue ball of a maid already wedged comfortably between her and the side of the tub. A few minutes later that same small maid from months prior appeared in the room with towels and drew the water for the bath.
That was... curious, she hadn't been one that she'd sent away before the battle... Settling to deal with that realm of curiosity tomorrow, Selicia let the maid leave without comment. The hot water seemed to bring Debra back around as her eyes focused again.
"What in the hell, was that?" Debra held her head as she gently slapped it with her other hand.
"A particularly intense wet dream, courtesy of yours truly." Gesturing grandly about herself, Selicia grinned as Debbie finally caught on to their surroundings. Watching Debra cover herself, Selicia just sighed and laughed. "I've already seen everything two different ways, Dear. No sense in covering now." It hadn't stopped her but, it was amusing nonetheless.
"Why are we in a tub... Together?" Debra asked as she continued to take stock of their situation.
"Simple, Dear... To come clean..." Selicia grinned and exaggeratedly shrugged.