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Belial: Changes in the Water By Von Krieger

Olga walked down the street at a brisk pace. Her employer was adamant about her showing up on time, but they were as liable to complain just as often if she showed up more than a few minutes early. She was not particularly fond of her employment to Madison Rayne, daughter of fashion designer Melody Rayne, but the job paid well and despite the abuse she had to put up with on occasion it was tolerable.

Well... not quite tolerable, but it was worth it. Nor was she paid well on the surface. But Madison adored her mother's clothing and would typically snag something from just about every product line. Madison's public figure was one who wore all her mother's latest clothes and was amongst the most fashionable at Miss Dominia's School for Pure Girls. She even had aspirations to go into modeling her mother's stunningly well-designed garments. In fact she'd been getting alchemical treatments to enhance her natural beauty to all the latest ideals and standards of beauty. She'd gone so far as to get a scalp wash to make sure that her hair grew the latest luscious shade naturally, on top of having it alchemically re-tinted every time there was a shift in the popularity.

Olga had seen the bills, and odds were her employer spent more on regrowing and regenerating her hair to be absolutely certain it could be cut in the current styles and trends than she spent on her maidservant. Though she rather prided herself on knowing that in private Madison was anything but wanting to strut around in the latest styles and fashions. She had a few articles of clothing that she wore repeatedly, and when they wore out Olga was tasked with taking them to a tailor to have new ones made that were essentially identical to the old ones. Perhaps colors and patterns of the fabric changed, but not the garments themselves. When some of her public clothes went out of fashion Madison would task her with getting rid of them. But rather than merely throw them away, Olga would sell them. There were several stores around town that paid her quite handsomely for Melody Rayne originals, even seasons if not years out of fashion. Styles had a tendency to come back around, and it took time for styles to move through the towns.

Of course even that wasn't quite enough. Olga had dreams of her own, of a life free from Madison, from the Rayne family, and from all the rather unpleasant personalities in the circles she was essentially forced into entering due to her employment with Madi. She needed a rather substantial nest egg before she could accomplish her dreams, as Olga was not one who was prone to leaving things to chance.

She found herself blushing a bit as she thought of her other source of income; Edna Brogan, one of Madison's friends. She wasn't sure how Edna had noticed or managed to convince Olga of it, but somehow the short, busty young woman had managed to discover that getting pushed around in just the right way was a huge turn on for her. Olga's blush deepened as she thought of the depraved, sexual things that Edna had her perform. Edna had been making hints about loaning Olga out to other girls, and Olga found herself really turned on by the idea.

She was, in one sense, rather embarrassed about her fetishes and sexuality, but in another she was rather proud of them. They were unique things that made her an individual and once she could break from the rather restrictive social circle that being Madison's maid servant forced her in to, Olga saw herself as being much more open about things.

Being an escort wasn't quite what she had in mind for herself, but to be honest it was a step up in being well treated and respected from being Madi Rayne's maid. To be honest Olga felt rather like Edna was pretty much just using her because it amused the young woman. She knew that she was essentially being treated as a walking sex toy, and that Edna would lose interest eventually. Olga didn't mind though, she was going to enjoy the experience for as long as she could. After all, Edna's 'commands' and 'torments' would occasionally make her day with Madison more interesting. Hell, Olga had found herself starting to get off a little bit to Madi's occasional verbal abuse.

Her gaze darted to movement coming out of an alley across the street and Olga found herself doing her best not to stare. The young woman was bare to the waist, and to be honest the skirt she was wearing wasn't covering very much. She was blushing deeply and her loose, brown hair covered her face, likely hiding a shamed look and a blush.

She walked slowly and awkwardly, essentially waddling as she was unfamiliar with a more comfortable way to walk with the absolutely massive pair of balls that hung between her legs, reaching down almost to her ankles and barely avoided the ground. While not to such a huge degree, she was also incredibly well busted and sported not two, but three large breasts that she was having some difficulties in covering up and keeping under control with just two arms.

Olga felt rather sorry for the poor girl, likely recently transformed and considering the area, she might even have just been kicked out of her home by purity-obsessed parents. Olga wished she had the time to help out the young woman, but judging from the look of her, she seemed to be almost glaring at the maid, she didn't seem to want any help. Or if she did it wasn't with her new transformations, but rather a potential partner to help her deal with the overactive sex drive that resulted from having half your bodyweight being comprised of testicles.

The maid sighed and turned away, heading towards the front gate to Madi's house when she heard a rather loud, wet, squelching sound. She winced as it repeated a few moments later. She successfully fought the urge to turn around and look. It hadn't looked like the young woman had sported a cock, but from the sound of things those huge balls of hers had just started pumping out a rather large load.

Olga unlocked the gate and ducked inside. She was rather familiar with all sorts of knowledge regarding transformed individuals. Madison had instructed her specifically to keep up on the matter, just in case bodily alterations became mainstream in this section of the world.

Of course they were all the rage in Freya's Realm, but Madison insisted that having one of the Great Demons in permanent residence as well as a populous that fully embraced demons and avatars as a part of everyday life resulted in "crazy waves" that "travelled through the air from wherever Freya was" and "broke down the barriers of common sense, good taste, beauty, and the urge to do just about anything with your life aside from being a walking sex organ" and created some sort of TF-centric mass hysteria. Olga avoided the publications from the Realm for the most part. That sort of thing was most definitely not for everyone and unless the "crazy waves" started taking root in the Five Valleys, such things were most definitely not going to catch on.

Olga had begun to notice that there were some trends in Transformed fashion and the culture that seemed to be springing up around it that seemed to influence the Five Valleys' fashions. She'd also taken note of several Transformed body types that seemed relatively common that had unique clothing needs that weren't being catered to. It was her hope to eventually start up her own clothing business focused on making products to help Transformed individuals. Like some sort of harness for the poor girl she'd seen outside so that she could walk more comfortably, without her balls smacking against her legs with every step. Or making some stylish swimwear for multi-breasted women or...

Olga found herself blushing again. She'd kind of stumbled onto another embarrassing fetish while going about her assigned work of reading through the Transformed catalogs and magazines and such. After all such a thing wasn't right for a Pure Girl to do! She'd already known that she preferred women over men, but just adding a cock and balls to a girl was enough to make her go weak in the knees. She might want to experience it herself one day, a temporary thing, just to satisfy her curiosity of what it felt like. Just something small, normal, average. Just your typical piece of male anatomy in front of what she'd been born with. Not to keep! She cemented this fact and outlined it in bright lights in her mind, just to feel what it was like. Just a little alteration. Just so she could get hands-on experience of what a dickgirl needed in the clothing department that wouldn't be fulfilled by normal clothes.

She was about to reach for the front door when it burst open of its own accord and Olga found herself nearly shoved off balance by the hurried pushing of a mop, bucket, and several other things into her arms.

"Go get some water from the hose and clean that mess on the street!" Madison said with her face just about as bright red as Olga's, but more from rage rather than embarrassment. Probably.

"Da, Miss Madi," Olga muttered softly in her accented voice.

"What have I told you?" Madison said with a scowl, her anger coming to focus on her maid.

"Err... am meaning 'Yes,' Miss Madi," Olga said with a wince. Madison had recently gotten a bee in her bonnet about the way Olga spoke. She was not only Madi's maid, but also her cook and handmaiden. Despite her mother's wealth, Madison was given a relatively small stipend and the use of a comparatively small manor house so that she could attend Miss Dominia's School for Pure Girls while her mother travelled to oversee fashion shows and the like. Despite her other failings, Olga rather admired Madi's thriftiness and financial sense. Her own money had been invested in a way that had mirrored her employer's, and it was working quite well. Just a few more years and she could start the business of her dreams. It was worth putting up with Madison's abrasive personality.

"And the scrub brush!" Madison added, tossing it into the bucket. "And pour bleach on it! And ammonia! And whatever else we have! But make sure it doesn't mar the sidewalk. It's right outside my bedroom window, you know. So gross! Ugh, just walking around in the street like that, tits free to the wind, balls hanging out. Scandalous!"

Olga merely nodded and tried to better arrange the collection of cleaning supplies. She began to walk into the house to do so and get some gloves, when Madison clamped her hands on her shoulders and spun her around. The taller, athletic woman could have a painful grip when she wanted to and it made the maid wince.

"No, seriously, I need this done like right now! Just use what I gave you and come back for some more later. Quick! Before it sinks in and stains the concrete! Or someone important comes walking down the street and drags her dress in the mess!" Madison said in her usual brusque, overly loud manner.

"Yuck! Breasts hanging out, balls everywhere! No shoes and nothing but a skirt! That's like so hideous! If I looked like that I wouldn't be caught dead out in public. Seriously? One article of clothing, just one?! Well, two if you include that sock. But still! It's a crime against nature walking around like near nude! It's like Mom says, don't display; that makes you look desperate. Accentuate! Draw attention to it! But don't have the damned things hanging out and flopping for everyone to see!" Madison said with a snort, seemingly more grossed out by the woman's lack of clothing than her looks.

Well, Olga thought, at least that put Madison a good step or two above most of her friends.

-o-

Olga blew her nose before picking up the mop and bucket, trying to get the rather strong scent of the transformed woman's seed out of her sinuses. Despite Madi's fears of staining, a few swipes with the mop had coaxed most of the mess into the gutter. Which if a 'proper' women let her skirts drag in the first place she deserved what she got. She walked back to her mistress' manor house, intent on finishing the task of pouring the caustic chemicals on the pavement, just to center Madi's complaints on the transformed girl and not Olga herself. She opened the front door and had stepped into the hallway when a rather distracted seeming Madison plowed right into her. Olga winced as the bucket of seed-tainted water splashed over the two of them and on the carpet beneath them. The rather expensive carpet lain over the equally expensive marble tiles.

"Olga, like wear a bell or something, geez! Here I am trying to get a snack before Paige and Olive get here so they don't see me stuffing my face and you're..." it took her a moment to realize what exactly had sloshed on her.

"GAH-ROOOOOOOOOSS!" she virtually screamed. "I've got some badly-dressed nudist freakzoid's spunk on me! Gross, gross, gross, gross, GROSS!"

Olga bit her tongue to prevent herself from commenting on nudist and badly-dressed being mutually exclusive terms, Madi was probably thinking of exhibitionist, but correcting her mistress always got her a stern talking to.

"This is like my favorite dress, Olga!" Not quite true, there were others that she wore far more often, but it was Madi's favorite out of the currently in fashion attire. Enough that she actually wore it around in private rather than only when she'd be seen by other people, "We're going to have to wash it, and me, before Paige and Olive get here. Come on!"

The maid barely had time to set the mop and bucket down in a way so they wouldn't spill before Madi grabbed her by the wrist and began virtually dragging the shorter woman to the downstairs bathroom. Madi almost never used it, since she spent most of her time in her rooms upstairs. But she didn't have the time to be picky as she apparently wanted the cum-tainted water off of her immediately.

"So gross!" Madi said with a shudder, letting go of Olga's hand to pluck off a rather large, sticky glob of seed from her dress and toss it in the sink. Olga winced and began to unlace Madi's corset, only to have Madison bend down to look at the extent of the spill on her dress and thus ended up grabbing her breasts.

Madi's fashionably pale skin flushed pink as she stood up and an unpleasant expression on her face. "Did you like forget which of your employers you're working for?" Madi growled, directing a glare at Olga with the aid of the mirror.

Olga winced as if she'd been struck. She'd thought that her... activities with Edna had been kept a secret. Certainly she'd never told Madison about them. "I really don't care what you do on your own time, Olga. But honestly, if you like need money that badly you could have asked me for a loan or something." Madison sighed and shook her head, "Edna is such a little bitch. She brags about what she does to you, you know? She has this really hideous grin on her face every time she can talk to me without anyone else hearing about all the things she does to you."

"Am... am sorry Miss Madi," Olga said softly with a shamed blush.

"Don't be sorry. If it wasn't with you she'd probably be doing the same thing with someone else's maid, or boyfriend, or... girlfriend." Madison looked a bit uncomfortable at saying the word. "The bitch, like, got me drunk one time and got me to tell her that I'd..." She sighed, "There was this girl, Beyrl, at the school, and I... kind of had this crush on her. I wanted to ask her out, but she was expelled from Miss Dominia's for being impure enough to be altered by her lust and... well..." Her blush deepened, "I never really was interested in anyone else. Didn't even want to try it again. In case Miss Dominia's teachings were right and that sort of thing got you changed. But Edna does it all the time, and not just with you, and she just loves tormenting me with all the things the two of you do together and I can't help..." Madi growled again and waved her hand, "Forget it. She's just doing it to try and get you and me to sleep together and then she can lord it over me like forever. But sometimes I just can't help picturing you and me doing the same things, and I know it's a bad idea. Mom always says you don't screw the help because it gives them a sense of entitlement. But sometimes I just can't stop thinking about you and it makes me so... horny sometimes!" she admitted, going almost purple.

"Why the hell did I even say that?!" Madi virtually whimpered, "I'm so turned on right now it almost hurts! But I... we... even if you wanted to... with Paige and Olive coming so soon..."

Olga found herself pitying her mistress, though she would never say so. It was uncomfortable seeing Madison like this, usually she tried to appear as the perfect picture of self control. She found herself weighing the possibilities. She was also more than a little turned on, she'd walked to work a little bit aroused, has gotten more so upon seeing the transformed girl, and now...

What was the worst that could happen? Madison certainly wouldn't fire her. Not when Olga could tell someone at Miss Dominia's about her dalliances and get her expelled and possibly even disowned by her mother who had sent her there in the first place. She might even get a raise to have her duties expanded to tend to Madison's sexual needs as well. She licked her lips and grinned.

"You can be paying same rates as Miss Edna for services, yes?" she virtually purred, throwing all of the sex kitten persona she took on for her other client into the effort.

Madison shivered as Olga touched her breasts again, this time with the caress purely intentional. She grinned at the soft moan that Madison made. "Y-you filthy whore!" Madi whispered, the insult sending a thrill through Olga, "You devious, filthy little whore!" Madi almost giggled. "Of course I'll pay! Because this is, like, business, right? D-don't get it into your head that I love you or anything!"

Olga chuckled, "Of course not. Is just business, Miss Madi." She said, standing on her tiptoes to give her taller mistress a proper kiss on the lips.

"Maybe we go upstairs to bedroom? Lock door, make Paige and Olive wait until done? Will be more comfort, yes?"

"Y-yes..." Madison said softly, almost in a trance. Olga was nearly knocked over as her mistress ran past her to get up the stairs.

-o-

Olga grinned as she stripped off her uniform and tossed it aside. Madison had laid down upon the guest room bed, not wanting to dirty her own room, and the two of them had already stripped her bare. The maid admired her mistress' body, her tanned skin, her shapely legs, her brilliant blue hair. A decidedly unnatural hair color to be sure, but then again after all the alchemical alterations Madison had underwent to make sure to be the paragon of fashion nothing about her could be truly called natural.

Madison looked up at her with an almost pleading look in her eyes and the sight of her naked employer (and client!) made her own body ache with lust. She didn't want to waste a single moment. All sorts of things flashed though her mind that she could do, but she quickly settled on something that would bring them both pleasure, as well as just... well... it seemed like the right thing to do.

With a chuckle she took one of Madi's legs, gently coaxing her into the proper position as Olga slipped between them to complete the scissoring position. The way Madison cried out and pressed against her was, Olga felt, rather odd and unexpected. Edna and herself had never acted that way, especially when there wasn't a toy involved. But a moment later there was an incredible surge of pleasure through Olga's body that made her gasp. It didn't seem quite right, but it felt incredible and considering the way Madison was reacting, it would likely piss her off if Olga stopped.

Madison shifted a little bit, and somehow the movement aligned the two of them in a way that seemed to please her even more, judging from the incredible cry of pleasure that escaped Madi's lips. Olga could barely get her eyes to focus as the intense tactile experience seemed to almost be overloading her other senses.

Olga found herself smiling, as Madison was far more vocal about her pleasures than Edna had ever been. The shorter woman seemed to look upon making noises during sex as a sign of weakness, but Madison had no such strangeness to her, she seemed quite intent on making sure anyone with a working pair of ears in the neighborhood knew how much she was enjoying herself.

"Wh-why didn't anyone ever tell me how awesome it feels to play with your own tits?" Madison managed through moans, "I... I feel like I'm just about to explode just from... from..."

Madi's words were lost as she arched her back and cried out, once more seeming to adjust herself just a little bit in order to fit the two of them together in a somewhat more pleasurable alignment. Olga was not quite sure how she was managing to do it.

She looked down at Madi, her mistress' mouth open wide in a gasp of pleasure. Olga blinked a few times, trying to get her eyes to focus. She could swear that it looked like Madi was missing several teeth, which was odd, since a gap-toothed smile was decidedly not in fashion. Perhaps it was a trick of the light?

Olga's train of thought derailed as the simple tie that held her ponytail in place chose that moment to come undone or break. The maid cursed, but there wasn't anything that she could do about it right now. She brushed a few strands of hair out of her face and then found herself suddenly overcome with an urge. She'd never felt such an intense desire before, and certainly not at the area where she was feeling it. Her nipples had never before begged for attention, but they nearly pained Olga now.

Olga pressed back against the mattress, lying back as she toyed with her own breasts, much as Madison was. She really ought to be paying more attention to her mistress, but considering Madi sounded like she was in total and utter bliss, Olga felt that she was more than fulfilling her duties.

"O-Olga," Madison stammered, "Is it normal to have it feel like your breasts are getting bigger?"

"I have not felt this before. But is new to you, so maybe?" Olga offered through clenched teeth. She kind of wished Madison would just shut up and just enjoy it, because Olga certainly was. Olga was surprised at how... plentiful her mistress' juices were. She could feel the warm, slick, wet sensation of them just about all over, reaching from about her knees to her lower back and belly. Everything seemed covered by Madison's warmth.

"I-it feels so good, Olga," Madi murmured, "But I... I kind of want to play with my pussy now. H-how do I stop?"

Olga blinked, "What meaning how do you stop? Is simple, take hand off tit, put hand elsewhere!"

"I can't!" Madison protested, "It feels so good and every time I try to move my hands it just... feels better."

Olga groaned, she didn't want to sit up, she didn't want to stop playing with her own breasts, but most of all she didn't want to stop the sensation of the cool, smooth, silken sheet beneath her on her... she wasn't quite sure where they were rubbing, but it felt heavenly.

She sat up in annoyance to glare at Madison, only to have her eyes widen at the sight of her mistress. Everything she had said had been true. Her breasts had gotten bigger, a lot bigger. They were almost the size of her head, looking more suited to porn magazines than fashion magazines. But as Olga looked closer she could see why Madi was having trouble pulling her arms away from her tits.

They had begun to merge. Olga stared in shock at the sight, it was like Madison's breasts were balloons slowly being inflated and her arms had somehow become stuck inside them. Madison arched her back and cried out, a powerful climax rocking her body hard enough to send Olga over into one herself. A very powerful, very messy climax as Olga felt their combined climactic juices splattering all over, even so far as having a large droplet splash on her forehead. Olga rubbed it off, once more brushing her hair aside.

Madison was staring right at her with a rather horrified look on her face, "Wh-what happened to your hair?" she panted, wide eyed. She seemed to recoil in horror, "And your tits?"

Olga reached up with a hand, thankfully free from being trapped within her body like Madison's, and rather than find the silky platinum blonde hair she expected, Olga instead encountered several soft, fleshy tendrils that made her moan as she touched them. Following them down their lengths she found them ending in rounded blunt shapes that felt really good to touch and dripped...

"Cocks! Cocks on head!" Olga said, shocked. Her hair had been replaced by a series of penis tendrils, just a little bit thinner than the circle made by her thumb and forefinger and of varying lengths. The longest seemed to reach just shy of her shoulders.

Remembering Madison's mention of her breasts, Olga looked down and gasped at the sight. Madi was not the only one getting a boost to the bosom. The maid looked upon herself as rather gifted and generous in the bust size department, bigger than she had would look silly on her short frame.

But size wasn't so much the issue as number. A third tit had appeared between the first two, now about two thirds the size but the gap was narrowing further with each passing moment.

Madison wriggled and writhed, but only seemed to be able to cause herself more pleasure as she frantically tried to pull her arms free. Olga leaned over and grabbed Madison's shoulders or at least the round part of her torso where her shoulders used to be. "Stop. You are just masturbating when you do this. Here, let me show you where your arms go."

Madison stood stock still, her eyes wide and frightened. But she let out a little moan and shivered as Olga caressed the smooth skin where her arms were being pulled into her sides, the bones seeming to dissolve more with each passing moment. All the mass seemed to go right to her breasts, which continued to grow larger and larger with each passing moment.

"You do no have arms anymore, Miss Madi," Olga whispered softly, peering sadly into her mistress' eyes.

"Oh no!" she whimpered softly, "Oh no! We... we need to get help. This isn't so bad; a good alchemist could probably put them back. Right?"

Olga nodded, "Yes. Alchemist can probably change back. Is probably mess from girl on street. Not demon, mess was not glowing, yes?"

Madison nodded, "Yeah, not glowing. Demon seed always glows, and it's like purple or something, right?"

Olga nodded and Madi took a deep breath. "Okay, then we need to stop fucking and go get help, okay?"

Both of them tried to move, but neither one seemed to get anywhere. All that moving around did seemingly made the sweet sensation of their sexes rubbing and pressing against one another all the more delectable.

"Oooh," Olga moaned, "Did not work to well. Okay, you are stay still, I am moving back, yes?"

Madison nodded and lay flat on her back, stilling her legs and pressing them flat against the bed. "Okay, I don't think I ought to be in the way and..."

Olga's attempt at pulling herself away merely made the two cry out in mutual bliss as a pulse a hot, fiery pleasure went through them.

"Umm... maybe if you were no laying on top of my legs?" Olga offered.

"I'm not laying on your legs you're laying..." she paused, feeling Olga's knees against her back, and Olga's back on top of both of her knees, "On mine..." she finished, trying to create a mental picture.

"Is... not possible!" Olga murmured and then lay back, peering over her trio of breasts where the two girl's loins met. She gasped at the sight. Somehow the two of them were joined together at the crotch. It was like one was sitting in the other's lap and then somehow the two of them overlapped, the two positioned like each was sitting in the other's lap with their calves, hips, and bottom joined together.

"What's not possible? Let me see!" Madison demanded, using her legs to push herself upright against the headboard, and pulling Olga right along with her in an act that nearly paralyzed them both with pleasure. That was apparently not the right thing to do, as both girls cried out at the an almost painfully intense sensation of pleasure, almost like a fire, shot through their loins. Both could here some soft pops and cracks and a strange grinding sensation within their bones.

"Am thinking that made it worse," Olga said through clenched teeth.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" Madison murmured as she stared at the sight. There seemed to be no break at all between the two of them, the skin had seemed to smooth together perfectly. She watched in horror as with each instinctive buck and thrust either of them did their bodies seemed to join a little bit more. Their sexes were still pressed up against one another, squeezed closer and closer with every second that passed.

Olga and Madison cried out as their pleasures seemed to double, their sense of touch extending to the other's half of their body. Olga stared down at their fused hips and loins, a single slit positioned in the center of where their bodies met. She reached out with a hand to touch her... their pussy. It was just a little bit bigger than either girl had sported before. Both girls let out a moan as Olga's fingertips brushed over their sex, exploring it, caressing each clit in turn.

"O-Olga!" Madison scolded. "Stop p-playing with my pussy! We, like, need to get help, or at least get apart!"

Olga paid no attention to her, closing her eyes and slipping her fingers into their shared slit, delighted in its wonderful sensitivity. The nerves of both girls seemed to combine into their merged snatch, and there wasn't anything Madison could do to stop Olga from fondling it.

"No, is mine too. Am loving this," Olga said through clenched teeth.

"I'll... I'll scream!" Madison threatened, "I promise I... ptoo!"

She winced and spit something hard from her mouth, her tongue feeling around trying to discover what it had been and where it had come from.

"A tooth! I just lost a...!" Madison spit out several more as the remainder of her teeth parted ways with her jaw.

In a panic, Madison pulled her legs back, trying to position them underneath her to push off the bed and pulled herself away from Olga. She pulled, but rather than ending up beneath her, they flowed like a liquid into Madison's have of their conjoined body, the fluid mass being added to her already obscenely sized breasts.

The flowing of mass seemed to pass right along side their shared sex, following the path parallel to the opening leading to Madison's branch of their love tunnel. The conjoined girls cried out as one as an incredible surge of pleasure rocked them. Warm wetness coated the two as pulling in Madison's legs seemed to not only pull all the mass to her breasts, but somehow release a torrent of cum from their sex equal in volume.

Madison's breath came in half-gasps/half-sobs as her body recovered from the mind-blowing intensity of the orgasm she'd just experienced. She had no limbs at all, no arms, no legs, and it seemed she was still changing. Olga still had both and...

"Was incredible! Is my turn!" the maid said gleefully.

"No! Stop! It's my body too!" Madison protested.

Olga grinned, "Am thinking not." She pointed and Madison looked down at her breasts, horrified as her tan seemed to be fading, and for some reason her nipples were turning blue. She looked over at Olga, seeing the pinkish heads of the slowly lengthening cock-tendrils she had for hair taking on the same blue share, as did Olga lips.

"No, is true! You are havening blue! I am one with blue hair!" Madison said, her words coming out funny.

"See? You are speaking like me. Is mine." She said with a wicked grin, "You think blue is yours? Is fine." Olga reached up and grabbed one of her tendrils and brought it to her mouth, planting a kiss on it that made Madison and herself both shiver and then moan as she traced her tongue over it.

"Am sucking your cock, Miss Madi. Am telling me you don't like?"

Olga brought her other hand down from her breast to caress their shared pussy, focusing heavily on Madison's clit, making her squirm.

"Am telling me this does no feel good?"

Madi couldn't help herself, all she could do was squirm and writhe in delicious pleasure, the warm, erotic sensation seeming to spread over her until just about everything felt good. The silken sheet beneath her, the slippery, slick cooling mass of cum on her massive breasts and... and some new sexual sensation that seemed to be building in her more and more.

She found her mouth suddenly filled with saliva and couldn't help but let it drool from her toothless mouth. Olga brushed the cock tendril away and bent up, moving herself face to face with Madison. She used her arms to push the two of them back, so that Olga was resting atop Madison's beachball sized breasts.

Madison's breath caught in her through at the sight of Olga's face. She was absolutely beautiful, gorgeous. She looked at Madi with a pair of familiar purple-blue eyes, the shade Madison had paid an alchemist quite a lot for in order to achieve. All Madison alchemical enhancements seemed to have manifested themselves upon Olga.

Trapped beneath her breasts, Madison couldn't move, entirely at Olga's mercy. The maid dug her fingers into her former mistress' breasts, making Madi drool more. She felt like she ought to be choking on her own saliva, but it seemed that Olga was breathing for the both of them at the moment, even though Madison's throat felt horribly tight.

Olga ran her hands over Madison's shoulders, or at least where her shoulders used to be. Everything about her half of their body had begun to feel strange. Strange, but good. Madison let out a choked moan as her maids hands traced up her neck and she quivered with erotic glee as Olga's fingertips ran over her suddenly hairless scalp.

"Please, please stop," Madison whimpered softly.

"Sssh, sssh, sssh," Olga hushed her. "Am knowing this feels good for you. Is feeling very good for me. I give you big kiss, then you tell me if still wanting to stop, okay?"

The more Olga stroked her, the better Madison felt, even though things were starting to feel very, very odd. She couldn't inhale through her nose, in fact she couldn't smell anything, and her ears felt... funny. Olga's words seemed a bit distorted and muffled, like she was hearing them through something pressed up against her ear.

Madison closed her eyes as Olga's lips met her own. The kiss was electric, erotic, sexual like she couldn't believe. It was the greatest pleasure she had ever known, feeling Olga's tongue exploring her mouth, her own tongue returning the favor. It made that new, erotic pressure building up within her surge a few notches higher.

Madi whimpered as her maid broke the kiss. She tried to open her eyes, but she found she couldn't. "I... I can't see!"

"Are not needing to see. Is my job, I am one havening arms after all. You are not needing arms or legs or eyes or nose. I am boss now, and I say your job is for fuck, yes? Feel good and fuck."

Olga ran her tongue over Madison's cheek, tracing up to where her nose once was. Madison let out a soft cry that was cut off as several mouthfuls worth of saliva gushed up from her throat.

"N-no! Am not! Please be sayink am not!" Madison sobbed.

Olga chuckled and wrapped her arms around Madison's neck. "Yes, Miss Madi, is true. Your job now is beink my cock."

"NO! NO!" Madison screamed, only to find two of Olga's fingers slipping into her mouth. Madi's mouth and throat had become some strange sexual organ, as the slightest touch within it brought her sexual bliss rivaling that she'd felt from her pussy earlier. She sucked needfully on her former maid's fingers, instinctively wanting and craving more.

Once more Olga pulled back and left Madison almost begging for her to start playing with her again. The maid caressed and stroke Madi, making her almost constantly leak with precum, preventing her from speaking. It was almost agonizing when she stopped.

"You are wanting me to make cum, yes?" Olga purred.

If Madi's face above her mouth had not been transformed into the head of a cock tears of frustration would be leaking from her eyes and she would have snuffled a bit. "...y-yes. So much, yes."

Olga chuckled, "I give you choice, you ask Miss Olga nicely to make her cock cum and you stay as cock for always. Or you say no and we get up and see if maybe we can find help."

"Oh please don't! Don't give choice like that!" Madison wailed. She felt herself hovering just on the edge of climax, Olga tauntingly, teasingly keeping her there. Madi felt several of Olga's hair-cock tendrils rubbing over her, the sweet sensation of cockflesh on cockflesh. She was so close, so very, very close, so agonizingly, painfully close.

Madison let out a soft sob. "Please to be making me cum, Miss Olga," she whispered, disgusted with herself.

Olga kissed her on the cheek, "There! Is my good Madi-cock! Now hold on, this should be feeling... interesting."

Madison felt Olga shift around a little bit, and then felt her mistress move her legs, just like Madi had tried to move her legs earlier. The liquid feeling returned and Madi felt the mass surging into her breasts once again. But this time it wasn't merely her pussy that the rush stimulated. She felt her half of their body go rigid as she felt gallons upon gallons of cum surging up her throat, jetting out of her mouth to drench herself, Olga, the bed, the room, everything in thick, hot, sticky, oh-so-sweet seed.

It seemed to go on for hours, and yet be over in seconds. Feeling like that, Madison was sure she would've given up her humanity to feel that. But her autonomy, her limbs, her independence, being little more than her mistress's cock... was it worth that?

Madison nuzzled gently at Olga's face, finding herself unable to resist lapping at the thick cum that covered her mistress. It tasted so wonderful, so sweet, it didn't matter if it was coming out or going in, just so long as she could taste it again.

"Mmm... there. Is my cock feelink better now?"

"Y-yes Miss Olga," Madi said softly between licks. Her voice was just about identical to Olga's, her lack of teeth and the presence of fluid within the only differences.

"Perhaps we play more? Yes?"

"Oh yes! Yes please Miss Olga!" Madison gleefully cried, "Please, please, please!"

Olga clicked her tongue. "Still annoying, loud motormouth. But I can fix!"

Madison yelped as Olga rolled their body off the bed, impacting with the floor. She moaned at the sensation of carpet upon her skin as Olga dragged herself over to where she had discarded her maid uniform. Madison couldn't control Olga's arms and hands, but she could feel them going through the pockets and finding something rounded and sleek.

"Ah! Here we are! Is plaything from Edna. Was supposed to be stuffing it into pussy during all breaks today."

"How does feel like? Are we going to be try? Please to be try, Miss Olga!" Madison pleaded, already feeling randy again just from having the carpet rub up against her.

"Am havening better idea," Olga purred, flicking a small switch on the toy which began to buzz and vibrate, "Lean down. Or up. Put chin to chest."

Madison obediently did so, "Like this, Miss Olga? Why am doing this, Miss Olga?"

Olga gripped the bed, pulling herself up and allowing the two huge breasts on her lower half to touch the ground. "Yes, just like that."

"Miss Ol... urmph!"

Olga jammed the vibrator into Madison's mouth. The cock-girl moaned loudly and suckled hungrily on the toy, savoring the blissful sensations that it sent through her with each passing moment.

"Is not good idea for person to ever be listening to what cock has to say all the time. But now that am havink one, I have always been wanting to see what it feels like to be doing the titty fuck. I have cock, I have big titties, and now we will be making the fuck."

If Madison had eyes, she would've been crying tears of joy at the wonderous sensations that she felt from the body she shared with Olga. She was sure she would've traded her humanity in order to feel that mind-blowing climax that she had felt, and now she was sure that she would indeed have traded away everything else to feel it. All of her body had been altered to serve a sexual purpose, every inch of skin and flesh designed to feel sweet stimulation. Her humanity had been a worthy trade for one such climax. But almost everything she could feel was either an erogenous zone, a sex organ, or something that could be used to stimulate one of the others.

She was Olga's cock now, and she was quite sure that her mistress and herself were going to cum again, and again, and again, and again until their merged body couldn't take it anymore. And that sort of sexual pleasure, affection, and closeness was something that Madison felt was a more than fair trade as she sucked the toy deeper into her mouth and throat.

Mmm... delicious precum.

Far more than fair.