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A clock tower jutted out above the other buildings of a small town with cobbled roads and curved lamps. The great hands of the clock were stopped at twelve and did not seem to move no matter how the passage of time decided to continue around it. Though the great tower appeared to not be working, it was still in pristine condition, the stone and metal of the building managing to fend off signs of age and wear even though none had touched the tower in years. Wooden boards covered the entrance at the street level along with a sign warning people to keep out. It had once been open to the public as a display of sorts on machinery but that changed when the hands froze in time and the gears ceased moving. Repairmen had been sent to check the tower but nothing appeared to be wrong with the mechanisms within. They tried their hardest to find something amiss in the tower but only discovered the arcane. During a late shift attempting to fix the tower, they heard a voice whispering, calling for them to make a wish. Every crew sent to the tower complained about it until one unlucky fool answered the call. They had made a wish and now no one knew where that person was. After that, the building had been condemned even though it was in perfect condition. It had been years since that incident occurred and now beneath the moonlight, someone sought to tempt fate and enter the clocktower frozen in time.

Boards held by rotting wood and rusted nails were easily pried off of a door that showed no signs of wear and tear. It opened easily enough without a single creak allowing a feline standing on two to enter. When he was inside, his digits searched the walls for a light switch and to his surprise, they came on when he found it. The lights buzzed to life with amber ambition bringing warmth down on the feline to reveal white fur and curious green eyes that peered around the inside of the tower.

There were stairs near the entrance leading up the wall and around a central mechanism full of cogs and gears of various sizes strung and welded together by bars and more. The lights came from small lanterns hung above the stairs that continued throughout the length of the tower. With a paw on the rail, the feline ascended the steps as his green eyes turned ever upward. He needed to catch his breath once he reached the top but after a few seconds, he was ready to step out onto the platform where the clock's face was set in glass. There was a small bench placed against the mechanism of the clocktower but nothing else.

The feline rubbed his arms as he felt a chill draft brushing across the back of his neck. It came as a whisper, a chuckle against the stillness of the clocktower that caused him to dart his attention behind him to see if he could spot what was making that noise. Try as he might, he couldn't see anything at all but he waited and soon was rewarded for that patience.

"Here all by yourself?" Said a voice that echoed through the entire clocktower, "Surely you know that people say this place is haunted? I was beginning to think I would be left bored forever and ever. Of course, you aren't here for my entertainment. You're here for a wish."

After a moment of silence, the feline's ears pricked up and he nodded while trying to search for the source of the voice, "Yes! I came for a wish! I heard that someone was granted a wish but disappeared. Did you kill them?"

"Ah? Did I? Maybe if you were more specific then I could tell you. It isn't just one person that I've granted a wish to, y'know? Many people have accepted my offer but some simply are quieter than others." Said the voice with a chuckle.

The feline's eyes grew wide, mystified by the mention of many more than simply one wish being granted but he soon regained himself with a shake of his head and asked, "How many of those died?"

"None, but who can say where the ones that disappeared went? Everyone pays a price for what they desire and I think that you are more than willing to accept the cost, whatever it might be."

Again the quiet touched the air until the feline nodded, "Yeah. If there is a price to pay then I'll pay."

Laughter began to fill the clocktower and directly before the boy a circle appeared as if drawn in the air. The circle passed down to the ground and from it appeared a strange creature. It was a floating beast with a tail ending in a spade and a body covered by a short coat of grey fur lighter around the belly. Their eyes were a sharp violet cutting through a sea of black and two horns adorned their head between feline ears. Markings in white like clock hands ran the length of their arms ending in large hands tipped with sharp claws. Though they floated, the small wIngs at their back appeared to be miniature mockeries of devil wings. They wore bangles of silver and the only thing covering their body was a loincloth. When their feet touched the ground, their tail curled around their body, a smile forming as they looked up at the feline standing before them.

Despite the feline being taller, he seemed entirely in awe of the smaller imp and he whispered, "Are you a dragon?"

The imp tilted their head before chuckling, "Not at all. I'm an imp of sorts. Bit of this bit of that but that doesn't matter too much." They then bowed, one arm tucked beneath the chest and the other raised high as they continued, "My name is Tempo and I am the creature that has been granting wishes to those who desire my grace. Of course, there is always a price to pay but not to worry. It is a very simple one."

When the imp returned to standing, the feline inclined his head a bit and spoke quietly, "That's good because I don't think I have anything to offer."

Tempo smiled, "To start with, you could introduce yourself to be polite?"

The feline's ears perked up, "Oh! Right. My name is Micah. I uh, I'm sorry for being rude and not doing that sooner. I'm just not sure how this sort of thing should go.

A chuckle came from the imp, "There is no proper process that I can remember or that I ever followed. Just being polite is enough before we sit down to talk."

Tempo floated back up in the air and took a sitting position despite no chair resting beneath them. Their guest looked from place to place trying to find where to sit before the imp chuckled and rolled a digit in the air. A chair appeared near Micah causing the feline to hop in surprise for a moment before taking it to sit down.

"Now then. What is your desire?"

Micah stared at the imp before his gaze fell to the floor. His words came out quietly, "I just want to be more confident. Money problems, school problems, people problems; I could solve them all if I could just actually believe in myself and do something about it. If I had confidence then I could take the necessary leaps to get to where I need to go."

The imp reclined against the air, hands coming up to form a steeple while they hummed, "A confidence so strong that you can achieve your dreams, your desires and more? Why, that would make you a different person, wouldn't it?" They then closed their eyes, ears flicking while they continued, "I can hear the fear in your voice even now. You've always been weak, always been someone who others pity or help out of reproach. Such a poor soul. All you want to do is stand on your own, right?"

Both ears on the imp's guest drooped down and his words came with a sigh, "Right."

Tempo beamed and opened their eyes, head tilting as they said, "Then you've come to the right place. A simple wish uttered and I can make it come true as easy as that. You need only satisfy my conditions and I will transform you into the confident creature you wish to be. Isn't that nice?"

Micah's ears raised along with his body off of the chair as he blurted, "Really?! Just like that? What are your conditions then? I'll do anything!"

The imp kept the same smile as they brought a hand forward. A glow began to radiate from the clock hand on their arm and from their palm, a pendulum appeared held on a string that they promptly clutched while speaking, "Simply look into the crystal pendulum and desire as hard as you can. Believe in the wish so strongly that you bring it into reality and I will take care of the rest."

Drawn by the allure of his wish being fulfilled, Micah stepped forward, eyes focused on the still pendulum. It began to glow a dull purple that reflected in the feline's green eyes as Tempo whispered, "That's it. Wish with all your heart and listen to the sound of my voice. Open yourself to my presence and my magic will start to take hold."

The pendulum remained frozen in time like the clockwork inside of the tower but the dull glow called the feline's gaze toward it and kept it secured. Micah's focus did not break for a second even as the imp's presence began to seep into his mind. Shadows crawled from the ground up to the feline's neck as if caressing his form, the dull light of the pendulum growing brighter as Tempo began to take root inside of the boy's mind.

"That's it...I can feel your desires so strongly now. Your wish to be confident, to be someone different, to be someone that others can rely on. Give yourself to me and I will take care of every detail. Sleep for me and when you wake I will show you what has grown from the seed that I will plant within you."

Micah's body began to droop along with his ears, eyes swimming in a sea of violet mixing with the regular green of his gaze. It was so easy to accept the presence curling around his mind, so easy to allow the tendrils of the imp's control to take hold like puppet strings. Everything felt warm and gentle, loving and passionate and so Micah allowed himself to sink further and further until his mind was sleeping while his body remained standing, eyes swirling with violet staring at the pendulum.

Tempo flicked the pendulum into the air and it disappeared within a circle before it hit the ground. The imp beamed and floated closer to the boy to look into his eyes with a half-lidded gaze, "It has been a long time since someone has asked me for a wish and even longer since someone has answered my voice. I can see what you go through every day and I must say it is such a pitiable existence. Wouldn't it be better to be someone else?"

The feline nodded in response before Tempo chuckled and clapped their hands together, "Good! You'll be glad to know that the result is something that you'll be pleased with. Your name, your memories and who you once were do not matter at all but before I can do anything about that...I think I'd like to take my prize."

Those words seemed to stir the feline, "W-what?"

A gentle digit across the chin eased Micah as Tempo hummed, "Not to worry. You'll be safe. I grant wishes, remember? I give exactly what people desire whether they know it or not but I'll be honest. Sometimes I grant people what I want instead." They then purred as they clutched the feline's chin and leaned in until they were nearly kissing, "The allure of a wish is too strong to resist. At the very least your greed was honest unlike many. For that honesty and for the fact that you're so cute, I think I'll let you live after all this."

They laid back on the air and rested their ankles on the cat's head while pondering what to do with this one. There were so many fun little games to play. Tempo had already determined that they would let the boy live so they couldn't exactly be too severe with whatever game they decided on. The process of giving the boy his wish would be a game in itself so perhaps they should consider that their game and that was all? When things are complicated, it is better to go with the simple options and go with the flow.

Tempo floated back in front of the boy to get a better look as they clapped their hands together, "Micah, no, let us forget that name. For now, you will be nameless until the end of our little game. If you understand, tell me your name."

Their servant answered with a murmur, "I have none."

"Good!" Said the imp with a big smile, "Now. I need you to strip for me. I want to see what I'm working with before I start."

The feline began to strip just as asked without question. When they were standing nude before Tempo, the imp landed on the floor and began to circle their latest toy. From behind they passed a hand along the feline's sides, eyes marveling at the wide hips that were hidden by baggy pants and a hoodie. Once they were done inspecting, they returned to the front while removing the loincloth from their body revealing a cock that was just starting to twitch to life over a set of balls. Back into the air they floated to lean back all the way and spread their legs, hands resting at the back of their head as their tail beckoned their servant forward.

Without needing to utter a word, their servant approached until their legs were resting atop of the cat's shoulders. The feline knelt to assume the proper position for worship and Tempo's body followed. Their puppet's lips began to plant soft kisses on the balls, going across each orb before slipping underneath to give the taint proper attention as well. From there, the feline's tongue moved out to grace the imp's body, heading up to the base of the cock to place his lips against it while the imp's shaft continued to grow until it was finally fully erect.

Tempo supposed this was enough to start giving the boy what he desired. With a smile, they brought a hand down to the boy's head, claws brushing through the fur atop his head while their tail curled around the kitten's neck. Those dutiful lips continued to move along their balls making gentle wet smacks that echoed in the clocktower. Tempo purred, their voice carrying into the boy's mind as their presence began to tighten. There was a tiny spot at the back of the boy's mind where Micah was peacefully slumbering. Shadows curled around the boy, Tempo's claws tugging at them like wires as they began to squeeze.

"You do not need this any longer." Their voice whispered both into the open air and directly into the boy's mind, "Micah has no meaning to you. It is simply a name perhaps taken on by someone else, in some other place." The boy's presence seemed to shudder at such a thought and his body trembled in kind until Tempo's voice hushed that shivering, "Don't you want confidence? Don't you want to become someone different? If you don't let go of this foolish little name of yours then you will never achieve your goal. Now, break and scatter and let me make something of you."

Micah's presence began to crack, the imp's shadows curling inside of those cracks to pull them apart. Those tendrils carried Tempo's words and influence throughout the boy's mind until finally, Micah was no more. While they urged the boy's tongue to continue moving against their balls and shaft, Tempo began to piece what remained of Micah's presence into something new. The bullying, the terrors, the debt and more were still there but they brought together the strength to face those things, pushed the anxiety away and cut it free before allowing the new presence to settle within the boy's mind. The kitten would need a new name but before that, they would enjoy their new puppet.

Tempo leaned back, tail squeezing on the pathetic puppet's neck as those gentle lips began to move up their shaft. From the tip down to the balls the feline swallowed every inch without complaint and without gagging. The imp sighed happily, the moonlight filtering through the clock's face highlighting the bloody hues hidden in the deep violet of their eyes while they rocked their hips back and forth to enjoy the feline's mouth. Before they came, they pulled out of the kitten's mouth, taking hold of their shaft to tug and point it at their puppet's face. The feline watched dutifully until hot cum began to paint the puppet's face, the warmth seeping beneath the fur causing the puppet's body to tremble.

The imp sighed happily while continuing to pump rope after rope of that sticky stuff onto the feline's face, "Ah it has been far too long. What bliss it is to paint a new toy, what lovely wonder it is to make something yours but we aren't done yet, are we now my sweet pet?"

Their puppet shook their head from side to side and muttered, "No master."

Tempo finished their load and brought themselves back to the ground before stepping around their puppet to take hold of the tail and tug, "Now, on all fours. I think I'll give you a name soon enough."

Obedience was given without question and the feline dipped down to all fours with the tail raised in the air and empty eyes staring out of the clock face and into the moonlight. The imp lifted their puppet's tail while taking hold of one of those supple cheeks to spread and bring their mouth against that puckered hole. They dragged their tongue inside, letting warm spittle filter in while they continued to assert their dominance over the puppet's budding mind. There still wasn't a name given to their toy but the seed had already been planted to give birth to a new personality.

Pulling their tongue away, they purred aloud, "Awaken my sweet pet. Let me hear your voice telling me how much you love this."

Their puppet's ears and head dropped for a second before coming back up slowly. The feline's head turned to meet Tempo's gaze and those eyes were bright green with flecks of gentle violet. With a sigh, their puppet said, "Master. I feel...I feel so wonderful. I don't even know what I came here for but I know that I owe you a lot and I know that I feel like I can take on so much. My body is beautiful, my mind is beautiful and I can use those things to my advantage so please, use me as you desire."

One of the feline's paws moved to grab hold of that plush ass to keep it spread while Tempo responded, "Perfect...With this payment, I think I can fully grant your wish. Your new name is Malin and your gender, your purpose, is your own decision but first...Let me take the rest of my payment. On your back."

Malin found it strange that his body moved without even needing to think but the thumping in his heart told him that everything was okay, that he had nothing to fear so long as he was following Tempo's orders. Both of his legs spread apart as he laid on the cold floor, his paws coming down to grab his rear cheeks and spread while he happily sighed, "Go ahead and take your prize. To thank you for my name, to thank you for my life."

Tempo brought themselves between the feline's legs. They stretched a hand out to the side and pulled a bottle from a circle that appeared near their digits. A claw popped the cork off before they poured the contents out onto Malin's puckered hole and their own cock. When they were finished spreading it over their shaft, they pressed the tip against the feline's ass. Their precious new toy was so relaxed, so properly prepared that the tip of their cock eased right in without a problem. The pretty kitten purred and moaned as Tempo brought themselves all the way in with one push, shaft pulsing against those tight inner walls. They took their time with it, rolling their hips back and forth while reaching up to clasp onto the feline's neck. A thumb passed over the feline's throat and Tempo thought of how nice it would be to break the feline's body as they had done with his mind but they refrained as they started to move their hips faster, instead choosing to focus on ensuring that there were no doubts inside of the feline's mind.

Their minds connected and Tempo could feel the feline welcoming them with open arms. Nothing was left of Micah and Malin's new personality and presence remained strong. When Tempo turned their attention back to the physical world, they heard Malin's thanks in the form of sweet tenor moans that passed over their ears and echoed in the air. The boy had got his wish and been reborn as a new being confident in his body like the true slut he was. Tempo began to pick up the pace with a fang-filled grin flashing. Their hips moved faster, their grip tightened just a bit on that neck to relieve the urge to break the feline. Faster and faster they went while the warmth continued budding in their body. The game was ending so soon but there had to be just a little bit more they could take from this one, right?

A moment frozen in time came where their eyes met and Tempo brought themselves closer to lean up and catch the feline's lips. Malin's legs curled around their hips, squeezing to keep them stuck together while their bodies kept on grinding. Their tongue dipped inside of the feline's mouth to twist and dance. They could feel the desperate heat coming from the feline practically infecting their mind as they tried their hardest to draw it out and keep calm. Elation ran through them like a current and for that moment they decided to indulge. Their claws dug through fur at the feline's back to rake and scratch while their mouth brought forth lovely spiritual essence to drain from their puppet. Bit by bit they sample that sweetness, ignoring the feline who seemed to be weakening but continued to moan like the slut he was. Tempo's hips jerked harder, moved faster as they felt that essence washing over them. Warmth dripped against their claws as they dug them in further and it was that liquid life that reminded them to hold back. They tore their lips away and breathed out a small cloud of mist that mixed with the air in the clocktower while Malin sighed and groaned drunkenly.

Both of their claws came to rest at the feline's hips where they gnashed their fangs together and began to use most of their strength to pound into their kitty's rear. Malin's meager cock bounced and twitched until it let out a pathetic load onto his belly just from being pounded in the ass. One more thrust was all it took until hot cum began to pour out from the tip of their cock to paint the feline's insides with corrupted seed.

Tempo sighed as they closed their eyes and let it all out, grinning as they rocked their hips and relished in a conquest well had and a wish well given. When they looked to address their thrall, they saw that the puppet's eyes were closed, chest rising and falling peacefully. It was good that they had managed to hold back in the face of such a sweet life force. With a small smirk, they leaned down to plant a peck on the puppet's nose. It was time to say goodbye.

Malin woke up an hour or so later with a start. He got up looking in every direction for the imp but could not find them. Once he realized the imp was gone, he rubbed the back of his head and sighed. He would have preferred it if he could have at least thanked the imp one last time but what did it matter. His heart was full of flutters and his body felt lighter than ever! Malin twirled and looked down to see he was wearing a hoodie with a gear at the belly and a skirt. He felt beautiful, no, he was beautiful! Girl, boy, whatever they decided it would be with confidence! Malin beamed and headed down the steps wondering if the imp would ever appear again.

Atop the clocktower's spire, the imp sat with legs folded together watching the feline walk away. It had been a long time since they had tasted such beauty. The game of sitting and waiting had grown boring over the years and had this little kitten not come they might've stayed bored for even longer. Perhaps it was time to pack up and leave.

The clock hands painted on their arms began to glow as they raised them. Tempo stood with one foot touching the clocktower's spire and with a crack, the clock began moving again. The imp sighed and looked out toward the stars wondering where they would go. There were plenty of people here in this town that they could bother and visit and other buildings to haunt but they would never tie themselves down to one place again. At least, not for now.