Kanoe eyes widen as she watches the nurse gag and suddenly fall limp. If it were not for Natsuki's words, she would have assumed the worst though she may think that anyway at this point. She shivers again, gasping softly as the venom continues to course through her veins. It did not feel like an aphrodisiac. The venom was not directly arousing her body but rather just waking up every part of her being. The heat that was already bubbling within her body immediately took advantage of her aware body as juices began soaking her inner walls and moistening her netherlips. She felt her breasts swelling, pulsing rapidly as her nipples harden and begin to throb. Every flick of the woman's tongue sent jolts of through her breast like it were electricity.

The witch nearly swoons as her nipples were pinched. The brief sting of pain to her rear was now just a gentle warmth as the being strokes her tender bottom. Her nipples were darkened, engorged with blood and something else. A few pinches and faint bead of milk began to drip from the student's teat. Kanoe had not noticed, dealing with the sensations inside her body and her own emotional struggles. She was brought immediately to attention as her own hair began to grow and slither over her body.

"N-No! Please! N-Not this!" she whimpers. Her eyes were wide as she remembers what Natsuki had done to her body with the ropes back in the gym. The witch struggles but it was useless trying to fight her own hair. Her heavy orbs were thrusted outwards as stands of hair wrap tightly around their base. Her thighs quiver as her netherlips were slowly spread apart, exposing her dripping walls to the cool air. Juices began to trickle lightly down her thighs and soaked into the hair. The venom was keeping her ripe and ready for the woman.

Tears begin to water in her eyes. She broke before this woman before and she knew resisting would only make the fall all the more painful. Perhaps it would be better to give in. But will it really make a difference?

"My...My body feels strange.." she says softly as her awakened breasts now felt heavy against her chest now full with milk, "What..What will you do with me if I...ask?"

"Nngh.." she struggles as the hair continues to spread like a web over her body. Tiny strands sink into her nipples causing them to throb and pulse rapidly in discomfort. Her own hair felt rough like coils of rope against her skin as the scene back in the gym begins to repeat itself in a different design. The witch groans as the hair grinds against her breasts, tightening more and more as more slide along her spread netherlips.

She knew this was not going to stop. The witch had to make a request from this being. She could not ask to be let go. Even if the request was accepted, she would have to find Natsuki again to feed her addiction to the vile seed. No, she had to stay. Her body trembles as her body continues to produce copius amounts of breast milk and sexual juices. Never before has her body been so ripe and ready to be taken. After some thought and struggle within herself, she knew there was only one thing she would want from this woman.

"Please, return my hair back to normal and..." she bites her lip, keeping her gaze lowered, "pleasure me yourself. I..I would rather you do it than...ropes and...hair..."

Milk leaks gently from her swollen nipples as the hairs were pulled from them. The being was beautiful and knew how to pleasure her body. She would rather be taken by something at least looking human rather than inanimate objects. The witch did not want to admit this but her body was feeling it was going to burst at any moment from the lingering sexual tension building in her body. There was no escaping. She might as well try to choose her fate.

She did not expect such a reaction from Natsuki. To her it was giving and granting the woman her wish. Her request was granted. Her hair began to unravel and recede back it's natural length. The freedom was brief as the strange being had already grabbed hold of her, kissing her all over in an almost giddy embrace. Hands pinch and squeeze various soft spots over Kanoe's body, bringing forth soft gasps and squeaks of shock. She felt her insides bubbling from the constant fondling. It was like this monster was like a normal young woman all of the sudden. Her cheeks were blushing faintly by the time Natsuki pulled away, holding her hand before her.

She gasps as the puffing wound on her breast was slowly licked. It stung only slightly as a rippling sensations rolls forth in soft waves from the tender wound. Her hands squeeze Natsuki's upper arms as the woman closed in on her swollen nipple. Her knees became weak as a few deep sucks brought forth a stream of milk to the woman's awaiting lips. Kanoe's eyes flutter briefly, her breasts even more tender now swollen with both heated blood and warm milk. The moment of reverie was quickly interrupted by those sharp teeth as they sink right into her nipple.

"Ahhhnnn....Nat..Natsuki!" her body arches slightly, thrusting her heavy breasts outward as the woman held tightly to her tender nub. Venom pumped into her body, setting her body on fire with need. Another cry sounds as her other nipple was attacked. Blood and milk flow down her damaged tit, her body unable to take all the fluids it was producing now. The sensations were nothing she ever experienced before. The venom was not arousing her but her body was acting like she were aroused and continues to produce more juices and milk. Unique feelings leave the witch in a daze as Natsuki moves lower to strike on final spot.

Kanoe fell to her knees as three doses of fresh venom wrecks havoc on her system. Juices flowed like a river down her trembling thighs. Milk trickled freely from both her engorged and enflamed tits. The witch sat there panting heavily. She felt like she was cumming already from all the juices flowing from her body. After several attempts, she managed to get back onto her shaking legs. The student gave a final look at the unconcious nurse, knowing that woman is probably safest here than anywhere else.

She stumbles back up the stairs and down the hall. Kanoe did not want to keep the being waiting on her. A trail of nectar soaks into the carpeted floor as she makes her way to her dorm room. Occasionally her body would stop and shudder as if on the edge of a blissful release only to be teased with another wave of flowing sexual juices. Her door was still unlocked when she finally reached her room and slowly pushes inside, letting it shut behind her and seal her to her fate.

Kanoe was panting softly as she leans up against the door, using it for support. Her body felt heavy, sluggish. Every step and motion sent her loins shuddering as more juices trickle down her oiled thighs. Her eyes had a cloudy look to them, taking several blinks to register all the strange changes to her room.

She thought she had the wrong room at first. The witch never recalled her room to be so lavished with elegant glassware. The smell of lilacs were in the air as it mixes in with the steam flowing from her bathroom door. Kanoe did not see Natsuki anywhere. How did this being change her room so quickly? A foolish question, everytime she thought she seen it all this woman continues to break limits and barriers like they were never there.

The door swings open, beackoning the witch to enter. Dried seed was sticking to her glistening pale body. Her hair was disheveled and sticking to the cum on her body. The student's breasts were pulsing rapidly with her heartbeat, sending wild tingling sensations from the tips of her nipples all the way to her well endowed chest. The venom had left her breasts full and enlarged to another cup size. A groan leaves her lips as her hands slide over the tender orbs. A gentle squeeze causes milk to squirt and jet out onto the floor before her. The brief release of tension nearly made Kanoe swoon and cream right then and there. Only Natsuki's disembodied voice brought some sense back into her body. A bath sounded soooo good right now.

The witch nods in compliance as she sways over to the open door. Her heavy jugs bounce and sway enticingly as she takes long shuddering breaths, the venom still keeping her nice and juicy.

"Y-You did all this?" she mumbles to herself as she enters.

Den of comfort, it sounded very pleasant in her state of mind. But at this point she was far past the point of needed just rest. She needed much more than that. She needed...relief. One foot after the other, the dark witch followed the being's directions. The heavy scent of various perfumes and soaps was in the air as the steam covers Kanoe's body in a light sheen of dew and sweat. Her unfocused eyes glaze over her sink and mirror. It was probably better that the student could not see herself in the mirror, a mess would be an understatement of Kanoe's current condition.

Kanoe did not have time to look at all the changes Natsuki had made in the steamy room before she heard the woman call to her again. The voice felt like the being was next to her. She nearly stumbled backwards at the sudden touch to her breasts. The heavy orbs were slowly lifted. A low moan escapes her as she feels her breasts are weighted and squeezed. She could almost feel the milk sloshing inside her swollen mammaries. Just the gentle lifts and motions felt good to Kanoe. She soon found herself leaning against the wall. If this was what giving in meant, she was more than willing to...

"Ahhn!" Kanoe's body jolts as her swollen clit was pinched. She could feel the thick bundle of nerves twitcing violently from the sudden attack. Her loins shudder as her insides slowly begin to contract hungerly. Her body could not take much more of this. The only question was which was going to break first her body or her mind?

"Y-Yes...Natsuki," she replies to the voice. She was already in the nude so the witch slowly walks over to the shower, using the wall for support and to keep her body steady. With a long satisfying sigh, she steps inside the shower letting the hot waters cascade over her luscious form.

Hot waters soak into her tense muscles forcing them to slowly stretch and relax. The soils of her encounter earlier flow down her body becoming a faint memory. The cascade of water strokes down her heavy breasts and swollen nipples like a lover's caress, gently goading small drops of milk from her engorged teats. Her eyes close as she lets the shower wash away any worry she may have. She was in heaven.

Fingers close around the soft wash cloth, letting the suds out between her fingers. Her cheeks blush faintly at the tender attention this being was giving her. Memories of being called a pet and being teased and abused continue to fade into the back of her clouded mind, smothered in the scent of cinnamon. A soft sigh sounds from the witch as she drags the cloth over shoulders and around her neck. Soft kisses up and down her spine sent sparks of electricity through her being. Her heart began to race as she felt the two perfect orbs of Natsuki pressing up against her back. Kanoe's body quivers as the cloth began to wash and lather lower, now stroking over her swollen mammaries. She could almost feel each individual thread stroking over the soft pillowy flesh. The student found herself lingering over her chest, stroking slow circles as she lets the flow down between her cleavage. A soft squeeze sent milk squirting out, sounding a soft moan as she leans back heavier against the unseen being. Her breathing grew more and more ragged as she stimulated her already aroused chest. Her other hand slides along her smooth belly. Tiny drops from the shower would hit their mark right at her swollen and throbbing clit causing the tender nub to throb and spasm. Her knees wobble for a moment as her free hand trembles. She wanted to touch herself so badly.

Kanoe whimpers as she felt the gentle strokes of water suddenly become blocked by the unseen woman. Hand prints form over her breasts as she is forced backwards, milk squirting out and dripping onto the invisible being before her. She nearly pouts when told to focus on cleaning. Her fingers were twitching aching to touch herself.

With blushing cheeks, the witch nods her head in compliance. She was ready to surrender for just about anything now. The witch closes her eyes, letting out soft breaths as the lathered cloth spreads and begins scrubbing her body gently. Natsuki's body protected her from the relentless droplets of water as the being tenderly focuses on each and every part of her body. Her head rolls from side to side as the rag drags over her neck and shoulders. Kanoe's breath caught in her throat for the short moments the woman's hand strokes and rubs her swollen orbs. They glisten with soap, cleaned for all but the slow trickle of milk dribbling from her teats. Fingers tease along her pale thighs, stroking between long enough to make her loins quiver and twitch. Her hips try to grind into the woman's hand only to feel it pull away and move elsewhere. She whimpers in sexual frustration. It all felt wonderful but she wanted more, much more.

She sighs, leaning towards the woman's touch as her long raven black hair was soaked in shampoo. The scent of vanilla filled her senses, further soothing the witch. All her worries began to wash away as the soft humming tune fills the shower. Was this what giving in was like? Why did she not do this sooner?

Opening her eyes to Natsuki's voice, she found herself gaping at the glistening beauty before her. Without the tortures and strange powers, the being before her was just like a perfect human female. She found herself blushing like a school girl as she accepts the cloth and begins to lather it with soap. Her hand trembles as she reaches out and began stroking the woman's breasts. The cloth slides upwards to Natsuki's neck and shoulders, pulling away from the more alluring parts of the body. She tried to keep focus on just cleaning but still she lingered on the woman's tender netherlips, her clit, those firm breasts. Kanoe lets out another content sigh as she does her best to mimic the being's attentions.

Once she finishes shampooing the woman's hair, Kanoe pulls the shower head off the wall and slowly runs it above Natsuki's glistening form. She lets the soapy suds and shampoo was away and sets the shower head back where it belongs. Backing away slowly, she lowers her gaze. Her cheeks still blushing.

"Did...Did I do well?" she asks.

The being reacted like an ordinary woman. Natsuki groans, moans, blushes and shivers from Kanoe's touch as if she were human. She found herself smiling faintly at all the reactions. The creature seemed pleased with the witch.

Before she could gather her thoughts further, Natsuki answered her question with a deep passionate kiss. A muffled squeal sounds from the student as she squirms. Their breasts mash and mold together causing more of her precious milk to squirt out onto the woman's body. The mention of showering together more often renewed the heat to her cheeks. This being was a monster but right now seemed so human. She would not know what to tell Claire about this creature and her addiction and need for this being's seed.

Kanoe was guided by the hips over to the mirror like a young child being taught a simple lesson. A brief flashback of the last time Natsuki showed her reflection ran through her mind sending a brief tremor through her body. What she saw this time was a complete contrast. The marks from her hair were gone. The only visible marks were the faint teeth marks around her swollen and darkened nipples. Her breasts looked huge compared to her usual size as faint drops of milk continue to leak from her tits. She could feel Natsuki's heart beating through the breasts pressed up against her back. The woman's arms were wrapped around her waists like a possessive lover.

It was still shocking to see all these various soaps and perfumes lining her counter and shelves. They looked like something a model or a rather vain wealthy woman would have. Faint mists is sprayed over her body. She gasps at the scent. It smelled just like a...woman. The musk was thick and heavy, enough to drive monsters on this island wild no doubt.

The gentle pat on her rear, the soft requests, the perfume and pampering. She was feeling more and more like a doll and pet by the moment. The witch was becoming Natsuki's possession. The thought caused fear to creep up in the back of her mind. She knew what was happening deep down but she could not stop it. Kanoe was more afraid of displeasing the woman more than anything. Her body was still aching with need as milk and juices continue to lightly trickle down her thighs and down her breasts. Just that reward of release was enough to get her feet moving over to her closet.

Her eyes widen in shock as she found herself taking a step backwards from the sight. Rows of old Victorian dresses lined her back wall of various colors and styles. The lolita dresses looked just like what noblewoman from older times would wear. They were definitely more elegant and beautiful than anything she usually wears.

The other half was filled with tight leathers of blacks and various sharp colors. She shivers, only able to look for a few moments before being too afraid to even consider the various dominatrix and slave outfits that were there. Her imagination was already going wild at what the woman would do to her should either of those outfits be laid out before her.

She turns back to her bed holding two dresses. One was of a gothic variety, black with long sleeves and a skirt that would reach Kanoe's mid calf. The other was a more elegant gothic variety, black sleeveless with a frilly skirt that ran down to the ankles in the back and about half that length in the front.





Hoping this was enough to please Natsuki, Kanoe began searching for undergarments to wear with these dresses unsure what the woman's intentions were.