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A demure, unimpressive witch is about to become something more. (Yuri/GTS/Beautification)

This choice: you can have me whenever you want." Melina has a selfish reason for her actions.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #10

Melina's devious plan

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"You can have me whenever you want," finished Melina. She stood up and walked over to Drif, caressing her face and giving her a smile that could have melted lead. "Whenever and wherever."

Drif recoiled, not trusting herself with the temptation of Melina's touch. "No! Why are you even doing this? If there's a cure for Mel's condition, then--"

"Not a cure," said Melina, her face momentarily hardening. To illustrate, she waved her hand towards the door and chanted something under her breath. Sparks flew from her and collided into the door. As Drif watched, Melina's body began to swell, her already-massive breasts and hips growing outwards by a barely-perceivable amount. "Just a way to keep her from getting any dumber."

"Still," said Drif, swallowing as she tried to keep her eyes on Melina's face. Gods, she was gorgeous. Drif shook her head again. "We could keep her from getting any dumber! She could have her magic, her mind, and, um."

"An incredible ass and tits you'd want to live between?" suggested Melina, her smile returning.

"Yes." Drif wasn't sure if her head was going to explode or her face was going to catch on fire first.

"True," said Melina. "But you see, I don't want her to keep her mind. Not yet, anyway."

"But why?"

"Because--" Melina stopped, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. "You know, intelligence potions don't work on me anymore. Not for very long, anyway. The temporary ones are basically useless. I drink one that should give me a permanent boost, and poof, it's gone in about a minute." She fixed Drif with a stare. "There's only one way for me to get my intelligence back, and it's by Melona losing hers."

"You mean--"

"Every time my daughter casts her magic and loses a bit of her brainpower, that brainpower gets transferred to me," said Melina. "It happened with me and my grandmother, and with her mother, and, presumably, every woman going back to whoever got cursed in the first place. The women in our family get to have a brain in their first 18 years, a body for the next 20, and, if we're lucky, we get to spend the rest of our lives with both." She smiled. "Sort of a magical pyramid scheme."

"But--but--"

"Now, some very smart wizards that my husband hired found a way for me to stop myself from losing any more of my intelligence shortly after I had Melona. Thing is, if you stop losing the intelligence, it doesn't get transferred up the bloodline. My mother wasn't too happy about this arrangement, but by that point she was at least smart enough to be functional, and she's gladly accepted a life of luxury as recompense. I, however, don't want to be merely average." She laughed. "I was as smart as Melona, once, and I had to lose all of those smarts to realize what a gift I had. I will get it back."

"But Melona!"

"She'll get it back too," said Melina. She had taken a seat on the table, and Drif watched as her thighs squished outwards. Drif could feel her willpower breaking down; she was only flesh and blood, after all. Melina had to know that. "She'll just need find someone to give her a daughter."

"No!" Drif furrowed her brow. "She doesn't want that!"

"Are you sure?" Melina shrugged. "She doesn't have to get married to a man. You could keep her and find a sperm donor. Or I've heard there's been incredible things done with magic lately that--"

"I don't want to 'keep' her," said Drif. She stood up and pointed an accusing finger at Melina. "I'm not like you! I might not be a saint--" she cast her eyes to the side when she realized that she had been staring accusingly at Melina's sideboob instead of her face "--in fact I'm pretty much the opposite, but gods dammit I care about people! Some people! If they're my friends. And if there's not a cool potion I can test on them." She shook her head. "Point is, I'm not giving up on Melona just to get some MILF action." An idea occurred to her. "Besides, what's there to make you keep your word? Or me to keep mine? Hell, I don't even know what you really want me to do."

Melina smiled and waved a hand. A pen and paper appeared in it, and she turned towards Drif. "Tell me, darling, do you know what a Cubus Contract is?"

Drif's eyes widened. "They--they're a soul-binding contract. Expensive and almost impossible to get, but if you sign one of those, you have to keep to the terms of the arrangement."

"Very good." Melina scooched forward, dropping off the table to straddle Drif's lap. Melina's height and endowments meant that she needed to lean back to maintain eye contact with Drif and not smother her. "You promise to never look for anything that'll keep me from regaining my full intelligence, and I promise to be the hottest sugar mama you've had in your life. No contracts. No breach of contract. Just everything you could possibly want in life."

"But your husband--"

"Hasn't seen me since we dropped Melona off at the academy," said Melina. "Besides, he's not really my type. I tend to go for the small, portable kind of woman." She lowered herself further into Drif's lap, letting Drif feel the heat coming off of her crotch. "And I would bet that Mel will be too."

"I--but--"

Melina grabbed Drif's head and started to lean forward, pressing her chest into the tiny pervert's face. Drif could feel an erect nipple through Melina's dress. It was getting dangerously close to her mouth.

"What do you think? You could have a hot young bimbo who hangs off your every word, and a gorgeous aristocrat who you can keep on a very tight leash." Melina leaned forward, cutting off Drif's air. "Or maybe you'd like to wear the leash sometimes, hm? It'd be so cute if you'd let me make you into my little pet."

"Mmmmmmph!" Drif was running out of air. She was running out of willpower. Melina has just moved her knee to rub up against her crotch, and it was sending signals to Drif's brain that she didn't think were possible. With as much strength that her weedy physique could muster, she shoved Melina back. "Enough! I'll--"
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