Kanoe broke quickly enough as the tendrils played with her luscious body. The tendrils slid over her, a pair teased her hardened peaks twisting and pulling them. Those pillowy mounds became firm despite them being squeezed repeatedly. Neva smiled as the woman was moaning in her sleep. Her drooling flowers as the tendril poked and rubbed her clit and petals. Neva was enjoying the position she place the woman in. Her feet in the air but her legs spread to show off her cunt and spinster.

Regardless of her obvious sexual state she didn’t beg to be fucked. It didn’t matter a tendril shanked heavily into her, and spread her deep to her core. The tendril began to pump in and out of her while she tentatively sucked on the tendril in her mouth. Soon the only thing the woman thought of was the heat in her mouth and sex pumping lovingly into her. The tendril in her mouth wiggled as she gliding in and out of her mouth, barely doing any real work thanks to Kanoe sucking on it so hard and deep. With a twitch it released sperm. It pulled making sure to giver a facial..

“Such a pervert...” Neva cooed quietly as she looked on.” You hide it so well but you’re enjoying every fascite of you’re defilement.”

Her breasts bulged around the squeezing tentacles. Her pulse throb rapidly within those lovely globes, her heart racing as the monster grew more aggressive. The tendril that teased her soon pushed right into her welcoming depths. Inner walls wrapped around the monstrous appendage as it proceeded to pound away at very womb. Kanoe's body shuddered violently as each impact sent ripples of pure bliss throughout her entire body. Eyes fluttered and rolled back in her head as she sucked on the tentacle inside her mouth.

It was not long before the tendril pulled out and proceeded to blow its load all over the witch's face. Kanoe groaned and coughed as her body continued to shudder from the thrusts inside her cunt. Soon, her own orgasm joined in as juices squirt from her tightly spread netherlips. Covered in sweat and cum, the student was at the monster's mercy.

The woman came her juices spilling around the edges of the invading tentacle. At this point Neva began enhancing that feeling making seem like only the tentacles could please her, thus serving to make her crave the creatures touch. Their would be no canvas unstuffed with tentacle semen, Kanoe would get fucked till her mind was little mush and ready to sculpted to NEva's will and purpose. Her general personality would remain the same, but she find herself spending more time with students and being more open in general. Not at frist given her personality, but... The dragon woman smiled as she dared to get closer to the sleeping woman having such a wonderful dream. The scaled creature wondered if it was possible to mind fuck the milk out of the woman. Toothy grin spread across her face as imagined it happening. Then she began making sure it would

Tentacles continued to fuck Kanoe and changed the position to let have a bit more freedom with her body. It pushed in further trying to pushing into her cervix and fuck her truly deep. The pace also increased, pounding her harder in its attempts to obey the monsters elicit mental demand. Another one, that was coned shaped in nature pressed against her clit and began to vibrate stimulating the stub. The one in her mouth began to deep throat her with a decent pace, though it was cautious to not make her gag too much, but it was going to fuck her throat in do time.

"Ulg... Ughh... Mmph..."

The witch shuddered and jolt with wave upon wave of bliss. Tentacles released their loads, filling her mouth and throat while others filled her ass and cunt with hot monster spunk. The rest spewed over her nude body, soaking her in the heavy stench of sex. Meanwhile, her real body was beginning to stir. Heat rose in those cheeks as soft moans left her lips. Her real body was becoming stimulated from the hyper-stimulation she was suffering in her dream.

Neva easily parted Kanoe's mental defenses and invaded the deepest recesses of her mind. Her desire for solitude and seclusion made any attempt to nuture thoughts of meeting and interacting with others rather difficult. What few students she did interact with were more one sided relations and usually involved exchanging themselves for Kanoe's arcane knowledge. Pushing this front risked changing Kanoe as a person. There had to be something worth exploiting in this woman's simple mind.

The goal was to recruit this student to the cheer squad. If interacting with others was not Kanoe's desire then, Neva simply had to find another way to influence her. Delving in deeper, the monster found the woman's pride and sense of superiority. The student saw herself as better than those other students. She considered herself smarter and more powerful than them. But most of all, she saw herself as more attractive than any of them. Most of this was due to alterations monsters did to her body. But, Kanoe embraced her perfection and loved the looks of desire, jealousy, and envy she received from other students. It seems the witch had grown rather vain about her appearance and loved to show how attractive she was even passively.

Kanoe's real body began to groan louder as she trembled under her sheets. Her thighs parted and the smell of her arousal was apparent. She may even climax for real if this dream continued at this rate.

Probing Kanoe’s feeble mind the monster woman found interesting tidbits. Bits she could and would use against her; the woman’s view on others where too fundamental to change, instead Neva focused on what she could change. The fact that Kanoe liked to show off her body, and the envous looks she would get. Cheer leading was perfect for that. Meanwhile the tendril in her dream fucked Kanoe to end, ass her mouth her vagina where filled with cum, her body covered in tentacles cum. sweat and her own honey juices. She would make the desire of wanting to exploit her own body grow, and the vanity of being so revered for her body grow. The pleasure she would get from it would increase, they would be nothing more than jealous bugs growing at her feet. Cheer Leaders weren’t just bubbly air head. No they could be the most insidious creatures known to mankind.

This what the witch would become, a queen bee. Neva clasped her hands together enjoying the thought of having such a vile thing within her clasp. It would like having a mini version of her.”Oh what joy it will be have you dancing about finally.”

Neva continued to watch as the woman began to feel the heat of her own dream. She could smell the hint of sex coming from the covers. Neva pushed the tendrils to fuck the woman so she would climax in her sleep. That was something Kanoe wanted to bare witness to.

Instead of changing Kanoe's character, Neva was now stimulating certain aspects of it, enhancing those qualities that would make her desire a more visible activity. The witch's eyes were blank as the tentacle ravaged her over and over again, drowning her mind and soul with monstrous seed.

"Aaaaahhhhhhnnnn!" Kanoe's real body arched as she screamed out her own powerful orgasm. Her juices soaked over her robes while milk dribbled out of her engorged teats. Eyes opened wide, the witch was awake but still not aware of anything as her body continued to twitch from the powerful aftershocks.

Blinking slowly, the witch groaned as she climbed out of bed. Neva had either left or was unseen as Kanoe went to the bathroom to clean up and try and cool off. As the lights came on, she was welcomed to the sight of her lovely form. Smiling faintly, she let her robes drop off her shoulders and hang off her arms, admiring her lovely well endowed chest.

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The next morning, Kanoe was up and ready for class. She strode downstairs and out of the dorms. Each step she took was with an air of confidence. Her breasts swayed inside her tight bra and blouse. For once, the witch felt a bit better though still rather weary mentally.

NEva watched as the woman came and released her milk and woman;y cum. By the time the woman woke Neva had left knowing her molding was complete upon the raven haired witch. Come the following morning the woman seemed to in much better standings, though her mind seemed to be exhausted. Her body moved elegantly she showing off, and she could feel eye's on her some with lust but a lot held envious looks. Some would even whisper as she walked past.

"Well don't you look confident this morning." A familiar voice said coming up next to her.The woman who had tried to get her to join the cheer team had returned, looking for her join up obviously.

"Hmph..." Look at what you don't have. That was the thought that crossed Kanoe's mind as she heard the whispers and felt the eyes greedily take in her voluptuous figure. It was difficult to say if any of it was real or if this was more of Neva's mental manipulations. But the effect remained the same. Kanoe's body tingled with delight at how many eyes were on her. She was always a recluse since before coming to Shokushu. Even she was feeling a bit strange about how she felt about others looking at her.

A familiar voice broke Kanoe's train of thought. It was the woman who tried to recruit her before. Though those memories were fuzzy at best. The witch took in the sight of the beautiful woman. Already, the tension was rising as the student frowned. Neva was rather gorgeous herself, rivaling Kanoe's. That thought alone displeased Kanoe's newly nurtured standards. There can be only one 'Queen Bee' after all.

"What do you want? I already told you I am not interested," Kanoe said coldly.

Those eye's followed along. Her arrogance was stunning and some of the girls seemed to either shrink from her path or just gawked. She dominating them and all she had to do was sway her hips. Her newly adjusted personality would take time to settle, it was after all only a couple of hours old. It was like a new born babe, and Kanoe noticed or felt the few mental kinks that would occur from her old persona. The more they looked the more vain seemed to become, thriving off their jealousy and hatred.
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" I know... I know." Neva said with some huff. The woman was turning beautifully, she was threatened easily by the fact she was just as voluptuous. Her own breast rivaled Kanoe's further more she had been a bit of a bother the last few time, but it was the mental facts intrigued the disguised monster."Bat I have a preposition for you. Since I can't get you to join I was wondering if you wouldn't mind trying on the new uniform for the cheer squad... Their new and I have no idea how it looks." There was more to it of course. However NEva didn't want that getting in the way of getting this buxom woman into the outfit. As they said if you can't sell the hardcore stuff, introduce the gate way to the hard core. Thats exactly what Neva aimed to do.

Kanoe crossed her arms as Neva huffed at her. "Not really a proposition when there is nothing in it for me. And why don't you just put it on yourself and look in a mirror? You do not need me for this." At least the witch was not storming off like before. But, Neva still needed a way to entice her to go along with her plans. "If there is nothing else, I need to get going to class..."

Kanoe was right about the physical appearance, they where the almost the same physically. However there was a little fact the Neva just didn't give damn on how she looked in it." Oh there is something in it for you... In fact I understand, that you have a two tardiest which is enough to warrant you going to the Basement.." Neva was black mailing her by threatening her with the basement. Surely the witch knew of the place, its cold dark halls and the sadistic begins that committed their incidous acts against the female body. NEva could make those disappear for a time.

"The school will find any excuse to send me down there, tardies or not," Kanoe replied. The fact she showed up to class at all after what she has been through should warrant praise alone. But, this school did not care. Monsters will fuck her and the school will fuck her with the rules if they so choose.

"There are far more demerits than a few tardies," the witch replied, "You would have to get rid of more than just two if you want my attention." If she was to be blackmailed into this, Kanoe was going to take all she could from this exchange. She rather not deal with being nickle and dime with minor offenses by a bunch of cheerleading bimbos.

There was more than a few she knew but the point was to get her listening. Now she needed to reel the woman in. Just being able to get up and walk around her ordeal only spoke of how used to it she was. Which only served more device than it prevented. She couldn't grantee protection from the school put she could keep the demerits low enough to avoid Kanoe from getting sent there.

"I'm sure I can arrange to get them removed. And keep the demerits low enough for the school to not send you there. After all you are model student, it would be all the more prestige's for you in the social light." Neva replied casually Deliberately tugging on the girl vanity. In the witches mind she was so much better, smarter prettier. Being sent to to the Basement on rare occasions when others would be sent there; would indeed give her prestige. Having teachers seemingly in her back pocket. "In exchange you'll help me out... Hell I'm pretty sure I make you the Queen bee... Cheer leading isn't all about being a bimbo, there's power in it. The ability to sway and make others do what you want when you want."

"You said nothing about cheerleading," Kanoe corrected, "The deal was I try on your stupid outfits to see how they look and you drop my demerits. And that was not what you told me about before. Remember? School spirit? Helping others? That useless nonsense?"

Power was something Kanoe always hungered for. It was why she studied the arcane to begin with. It was something she could have over others not to mention it was powerful in its own right. Still, the witch could not help but notice the change of tone in the recruiter. It was practically a 180 from before. What was once school spirit and helping fellow students was now selfish desire and controlling others. The sudden change of story did ring a few alarms in the woman's head.

The woman's memory was better intact than Neva judge. Though it was true she mentioned the outfit, and only that but she wasn’t going to just get off with more than one demerit with something extra.

” You want me to remove more than what I offered than you have to do more for me. From what I’ve seen you have plenty, which is more work for me to remove.”

Never said taking a more passive tone. ” On top of that I’m offering to keep the demerits off you... So no I didn’t forget what I said about helping and school spirit.” Neva replied the queen bee.

“Think of it as you helping, me help the students, and as a result I help you, while increasing the you’re ‘School’ Spirit upon yourself... Or you can keep with the two demerits and tardies... Better yet I’ll do you four and you try on the outfit, the end.”