>>1115134
Considering how hard Gabe is blushing there, I bet if you went with Casey first you could have him actually squirming with anticipation~

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The wolf looks at Gabe’s eager expression and grins. Wanting to leave the mouse’s desire to build, he turns to Casey instead. “How about it? Are you ready to serve?”

Casey nods, remaining kneeling, “Yes, master.”

“Good. Let’s get your buddy cleaned up and move things to the bedroom.” Argus orders. He snaps his fingers and the bindings on Kol’s arms separate.

The mice spend some time washing the cum out of Kol’s fur, as well as cleaning up what’s left on the werewolf’s cock before toweling off and following him out of the bathroom.

Argus leads them down a corridor towards the center of the stone ring. At its heart, is a cavernous room with a stone hearth open to the sky. The furniture here is old and carved from ancient timbers, held together with leather strips, instead of nails. The flames from the hearth-fire cast strange shadows against the curved walls, moving like a whole pack of wolves watching from the darkness.

Argus flops onto an ancient nest-like throne, made from a pile of furs and rugs. He spreads his legs, his rigid cock sticking upright like a long red spear, and pats his thigh in an invitation to climb up.

>>1115167
Well, no sense trying to keep our body from its rightful owner. Argus wants His cock filling our pussy, so the only appropriate response is to do as He pleases. Let's get started by rubbing the outside of our pussy lips on His length to make sure we're suitably wet and aroused, and try to take Him gradually a few inches at a time, so that our delicate body doesn't get too overwhelmed too soon. And use our tail to caress His balls, a small show of affection to show that we're sincerely accepting our role and not just going through the motions.

I suppose now's a good time to ask: How is our contract being enforced? I know that He promised to not to force us into sex, but what if we tried to resist him or escape and He didn't grant us mercy? I truly have no objections to serving Him like this, but I would like to know. And perhaps experience it firsthand if it's not too cruel...

>>1115167
Wonder if he'd prefer face to face, or her sitting in his lap? Try face to face first, see how comfortable his pecs are~

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Casey nods and clambers up onto the seat. She carefully straddles Argus’s thighs and positions herself over his shaft, preparing to let it sink in.

Argus holds up a hand, stopping her before she can go further. “Not so fast. I want to admire you a bit first.”

“Yes, master.” Casey replies, sitting down in the wolf’s lap; the warmth of his cock pulsing beneath her.

Argus’s hand reaches up to caress her side, slowly tracing her curves with his thick fingers. His thumb easily reaches the center of her chest, cupping her breast with the edge of his hand.

“Mmmm, you mice are quite a treasure…” He hums to himself, quite pleased with his acquisition. “Heroes, from what I’ve heard: fresh from your journey to the Sea of Dreams…”

Say nothing about the Fates. The Fae's trying to Lost you.
Beg for an orgasm and some body enhancers to make the month-long orgasm sweeter.

why don't you show him a bit of what you learned? Just a little binding

You *can* talk about what you did after you got back, at least.

Seductively remind Argus that we ARE oath-bound not to share any details about THAT particular adventure. But we can definitely tell him all about the great battle that we came back to, and the birth of a new world tree.

That sure is a choice for small-talk, though it would have been fairly obvious given the events before and after the journey. Word is probably still spreading.

That we can't talk about it doesn't mean Augus can't use his eyes, however, and that mark from the Creator is still there.

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“Y-yes, master. Although, we're forbidden from talking about it.” Casey replies. She closes her eyes and steadies herself. Argus’s huge, warm hand caresses her with surprising softness: rubbing up and down her torso and dragging his blunt claws through her fur.

“Of course.” He sighs and shakes his head. “That’s the Fates for you. As much as I'd love to hear your story, I know how to respect a contract.”

“Yes, sir.”

"Still..." The werewolf’s hand comes to rest on Casey’s hip. His thumb-claw slowly circles the mark of the Creator above her pussy, and she shivers at the touch. His eyes stare into hers, as if watching the mouse and the peacock god entwined together in the reflection.

Argus grins, having confirmed his suspicions. He adjusts his grip and rubs her clit with a claw, eliciting a little gasp from her. “You know, not many fey know about the power of an angel’s essence. And even fewer mortals…”

>>1115232
Doing that unexpectedly is liable to get us punished. Do you want to be bent over His knee and spanked?

Not the best way of putting it, I admit. Still! Trying to shift dominance without permission is simply discourteous. Although I could imagine us tempting Argus into testing our binding magic. Would He like to see how strong a simple mortal's power could be compared to Him?

>>1115255
That's a strangely intense stare. Is our Master reading our mind right now? That's a frightening prospect... but a part of me is excited, almost thrilled, at the thought of Him being so deep inside of us.

Master Argus, if You can hear me, please tug on our tail twice to let us know.

You can't talk about it, but maybe he can? Ask (respectfully) if he will share his wisdom.

>>1115255
He did make a point in the arena about having more experience with that essence, any chance he'd be willing to demonstrate more now that they're not fighting each other? Assuming it wouldn't be too taxing of course...

It's small, but will grow with time. If he'd like to help with that...

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"Sir, unfortunately I can't speak much about it, but perhaps you can
share your wisdom with us?" Casey asks.

The wolf barks a little laugh: by refusing to speak, the mouse's words say volumes. "Hah! Well, I suppose so. There aren't many angels to begin with, and most of them are in the service of the high courts, so getting a hold of one's essence is very hard."

"If that's the case, how did you acquire some, sir?"

Argus slides his hand around behind her and pulls the mouse towards him. Casey squeaks a little as his finger finds her slit and curls inside; finding her wet and welcoming. "It was a long, long time ago. I probably wasn't much older than you when I first saw her."

Casey gasps, as he pumps his digit in and out, making her squirm in his grip. "Ah-an angel, sir?" His tongue flicks up at her nipple, playfully and she falls forward, nearly losing her balance.

"Mmm-hmm." He hums, toying with her. "I was struck by her beauty immediately. I didn't realize until I got closer that she was injured: shot with a crossbow bolt. I could hear a search party drawing closer, so I did the only thing I could think of: I picked her up and ran."

This must be the story of his first love.
Come to think of it, a month where you get to exchange stories with Augus ain't a bad thing. There is a reason Fey treasure stories so.

Ooooh flashback sex? call that sexposition

>>1115300
Hm, guess the angel we saved wasn't as grateful as they could have been.

Sounds very kindhearted of him. Though a part of me is wondering if this story will have a happy ending... Had he already started his collection by then?

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"Wh-who was she, sir?" Casey gasps, remembering at the last moment to address him properly. The mouse's head swims with pleasure as he continues to tease and grope at her. Her eyes go wide as his thumb finds her tail-hole and presses against it: not yet pushing in, just testing her reaction. "Ah! M-master!"

"Heheh, you like that?" He chuckles to himself, filing away the information for later. "Her name was Aria, a former messenger for the court of the Five Stone Fingers. It wasn’t until we had shaken off the pursuers that I realized why she was being chased. Can you guess why?” He asks, continuing to finger Casey.

“Ah! Sh-she was missing her codex, sir?”

“Very good.” He rewards her by teasing her clit with his free hand. The mouse bucks her hips into his palm and grinds hungrily for more. “Aria had slipped her bonds and the court was looking to recapture her. I hid her away and tried to mend her wounds, but for some reason healing magic is less effective on angels.”

He sighs, “It took days before she could move again and we could hear the hunting party drawing closer with each sweep. When she was strong enough, we fled and went to ground again. Fortunately these were the days after the Wild Age, and we were able to get lost among the chaos. For months we were hunted and slowly we grew closer to one another. “

“S-sir, what happened to her?” Casey asks. She moans under his continued ministrations, wanting more than just his fingers inside her.

“What do you think happened? She gave herself to me and I first tasted her essence. The shock nearly killed me.” He chuckles, “Frankly, I don’t know how you survived either.”

“C-couldn’t say, sir.”

Can he teach you to mold your body like he does, or does angel essence empowerment grant different abilities to different people?

you're just REEEEEALLY good at this sex thing

...you know, there is no reason Cole couldn't replicate what Allayane did, if not with his spirit than with lich fire... other than what the mana would do to his body. A burden split is a burden halved though, it is only excess mana that harms.

On a note that is actually related: Healing magic MAY be less effective on angels because of mix of there just... I will say more stuff per bit of angel to heal than others, perhaps even compared to other elementals, and the nature of what angels are, Mana is the essence of life in a way, and Angels are semi-shapeless representations of life.

Come to think of it, these both sound like the same thing

Ask if he's heard anything from Aria in the centuries since then? Have they kept in touch? Does he know if things turned out alright for her? After all, we have yet another angel friend and next time we see them it might be good to direct them towards more angels that have been freed.

Whether or not Casey is still mortal is kinda an open question at the moment. Granted, "living in the moment" still remains a valid response.

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Casey moans, “S-siiir.” Her legs tremble as slickness coats her thighs. Her head swims, unable to focus on the werewolf’s story as his cock-tip angles up to tease her folds.

Argus’s long, jagged smile leans close to her ear and asks, “Do you want me to teach you to mold your body, as she did for me?”

“Ah~ yes, master!” She cries out, begging for him. Her body flickers with mana fire, angelic form blazing in his embrace.

“Yesssss~” Argus hisses. He pushes down on her hips, sinking her onto his cock one inch at a time. Casey’s voice squeaks a rising note as she’s stretched around him, cutting off with a gasp as her pussy clenches suddenly.

>>1115445
Is this the start of our training? Is our first lesson to be how to reshape our pussy to best please Him?

Master has all the experience, He knows just what to do. Let Him guide us through the process with His gentle touch. It's a blessing to be owned by such a kind Man.

If Argus is gracious enough to train us throughout our service, could He perhaps give us a rule to help us focus on our lessons? Like, something we're not allowed to do when we're not training with Him?

>>1115445
They're both blushing.

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Behind her closed eyes, Casey feels the space shift around her. With her body locked in place, she feels the shock of orgasm traveling up her spine as slickness spills out of her.

The cluttered conversations of a thousand fey fill her ears in a low, buzzing drone. Her fur prickles with the feeling of countless staring eyes. From her perspective, time flows like tar through a funnel.

Trapped by the glamour, mouse lingers there: her mind unable to focus on anything but the pleasure. Her angelic form arches back in ecstasy, forming a perfect, glowing trophy among Argus’s treasures.

>>1115462
Ah, I see! Master planned to make us cum in this form to capture the image of an angel. It's so sweet that He thinks that highly of our angelic body. I hope we can be an even more beautiful trophy for Master once He teaches us to shape our body to His liking.

That, and slip out of our bonds if we're ever able to do that. Not to escape Him, but we just have to try it at some point. If Argus is a shapeshifter, could they actually be part of His body?

Hmm, if Argus is teaching Casey how to use her angel form, would it be possible for Kol to learn His special werewolf healing touch from Him? And perhaps there's something Gabe could learn from Him as well, if He's feeling generous? I'm not sure what we could offer that He doesn't already have, but there might be a way to convince Him to continue teaching us His magic skills after our period of service is complete.

...you know, last time Casey manifested wings they were like a butterfly's, now they linger in the form of a bird. Seems an elementals feathers got gobbled up by your own power.

Gonna guess that once you've felt it being shaped it becomes much easier to shape it yourself since you know what to feel for. Given the comment of slipping out of bonds someone else made I'm imagining the training involving heavy bondage after this lol. Encouraging her to figure out how to shape herself free and such.... And also putting her on display as she struggled~

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Casey’s mind rushes back to the present and her eyes snap open. Momentary confusion clouds her thoughts, until she locks eyes with Argus. She feels him moving inside her and realizes, ”Fates, that was the collection? I came just from him putting it in?”

“Welcome back.” The werewolf chuckles. He’a clearly pleased by having given her an orgasm so quickly, knowing that all the build up paid off. “How was it?”

“Ah~ how long was I…?” Casey stammers.

“Not long, I imagine.” He says, continuing to bounce her on his shaft. “That felt like it was just a little one.”

“Ah- a little one? M-master?”

“Mmm-hmm. I hope you didn’t forget your training.”

Still catching up with her thoughts, Casey nods. “Ah, training? Y-yes, master!”

Argus pushes down on her hips, sinking his shaft deep into her. The mouse squeaks as the tip nudges against her back wall, filling her completely and coming to a stop.

“For your first lesson-“ He draws her attention to where they are joined: seeing several inches of cock unable to fit inside. “You are going to learn how to take the rest of that. And you’re going to thank me when you do.”

>>1115606
"Thank You for the chance to please You, Master Argus!"

Try to get into the right mindset for training. Stop leaning on His chest and rest our hands on our ankles instead, so that our only relief from His size is to reshape our body as He wills. And so that He can easily strap us down in case we start having doubts.

We belong to Argus. Our body is a flawed toy that isn't enough to please Him. Imagine a better, ideal self, one that suits our role, one that will satisfy His desires.

Smooth, sensitive skin, to feel Master's touch everywhere.
Flexible bones, to yield to Master's grip with no resistance.
Soft, stretchy flesh, to bend to Master's will.

This is the goal to set our mind towards. Our body is our Master's plaything, and our ideal form is whatever He wishes it to be.

"I want my womb to balloon to the size of an exercise ball."

Ok, but the rest of her may have to be thiccer to compensate.

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“Y-yes, master. Thank you.” Casey replies dutifully. Her legs shake as she holds herself in position, feeling his tip as a point of pressure inside her. She leans back, reaching for her ankles and looking down at the slight bulge in her hips.

“Now, you feel that? Let go and open yourself up.” He instructs. Subtly, the pressure increases as he thrusts up a few millimeters.

The mouse closes her eyes and focuses, like with previous experiments with shapeshifting. She tries to visualize her inner walls moving and rearranging to accommodate his shaft. And pauses, “Ah~ hang on...”

He chuckles, “What are you doing? You can’t close your eyes mid-battle, can you? Shapeshifting is about flow: stop thinking so much and trust your instincts.”

Casey shakes her head, leaning forward and holding herself up. “Ah, but… sir, I can’t! My insides-“

“-Are all made of mana at this moment. Its pure living energy.” Argus chuckles. “You don’t need to breathe, your blood doesn’t need to flow, and your body is whatever shape you will it to be. Right now, you’re elemental. Stop thinking like a mortal.”

Casey feels a tiny thrust and yelps a little in surprise. Getting the hint, the mouse nods and focuses again. ”So, it's like controlling my water brand, I guess? Except it's my whole body? Let’s try this…”

Imagining herself as a placid lake, Casey draws it up, away from the source of pressure. She looks down to watch with fascination as the werewolf slowly sinks further into her pussy.

Poor, Fortunate Casey, unaware of furry logic.
More seriously, ya could think of the other elementals you've met. Flashing feathers was stuffed in a jar, and Raithe absolutly did not fit in that furnace, but fire does. In fact he honestly might be bigger, but memories ain't that precise (art style difference).
Honestly size changing seems pretty easy for elementals with their element.

You've had plenty of experience binding things in place, draw on the memories of undoing those bindings and allowing things to move once more. Think of your body being held in a static position, only for you to unbind it and allow it to move freely.

>>1115707
What's holding us back is the idea of our "real" self. Don't worry about things like "who we are", or "our true form", and imagine our ideal form, one that's just the way we should be.

Anyone who could change their shape freely would have trouble deciding what they should be. Thankfully, Argus took that freedom away from us. All we need to think about now is His will. Our Master wants a toy that can fit His entire length, so that is simply what we are.

Argus mentioned we don't need to breathe. Would it help if He... strangled us?

What would Casey look like as a milf?

I'm serious. She's already planning a surrogacy in the future. Mastery of her new body, of what it's willing to accept and reject, can only help.

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“There we go…” Argus says, satisfied with her progress. He tests Casey’s depth with a long, deep thrust, taking her to the hilt with his cock. “Good thing, too: I was starting to get cold down there. Now we can really get down to business.”

The werewolf hooks a claw through the loop on Casey's collar and starts bouncing her in his lap in slow, deliberate thrusts. Her body is light and warm in his hands, squeaking with every slap of hip upon hip. His tail wags beneath her, feeling the angel's pussy wrapping itself around him and shivering with ecstasy. “That’s it! You like that?”

Casey gasps as the world lurches up and down in her vision. The thick shaft stretches and pierces her like nothing she’s ever felt before: pushing its way into her aura like a blazing spear.

“Y-yes, master! My body is yours ~Ah~ to shape to your liking!” She moans, clenching herself around him.

Oh goodness... I'm sure she was already able to be shaped at his whims given the contract, but I'm really wondering what he'd do with an invitation like that. What is his liking I wonder?

>>1115837
It's truly a blessing for us to bring Master so much pleasure, and for Him reward us by claiming us in places no one has reached before, places that are only His.

Love that He's bringing out His other eyes. It feels good to know He wants to take in every inch of our form. Hopefully we can make a lovely image the next time He lets us cum.

>>1115920
I wonder, how many of our body parts do we need to serve Argus? I'm sure we could do without our forearms or feet if He doesn't want us using them. It'd help us practice with our new wings if He lets us keep those.

It would be presumptuous to tell Him what shape we should take... but if I would dare a bit of indulgence, what I'd really love is if Argus put one of His eyes on our forehead. A constant, inescapable reminder that we are His. That He is always watching what we see and do, no matter where we are. That our whole being belongs to Him, even when He's not around to use it. That even if we slip our cuffs and collars, it won't let us escape the bondage He graced us with.

Would Argus grant us that kindness? A mark to show that our body truly isn't our own?

(But not a permanent one. This is still only a period of servitude, not an eternity. Any extensions can be negotiated later.)

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He laughs and nods, “Yes! That’s it! What a good little mousey, bouncing on my cock!” Darkness spreads across his fur, and eyes open across his body as Argus shifts into his angelic form. “Come here! Enough playing around!”

Huge, black wings erupt from his back and he stands up, pulling her to his hips.

The mouse tries to reach out to steady herself but finds her wrists locked to her ankles by her cuffs. “Ah~ master!”

“Not used to having someone else bind you?” The werewolf casts his many eyes over her, admiring his prize. “Better get used to it! I’m going find plenty of poses for you in my collection, my darling angel~”

>>1115956
Argus has finally graced us with His full glory! Try to look Him directly in the eyes if we can focus enough, absorb every sight and sound and smell, so we may properly worship Master's divine form.

It could just be the angle we're bending at, but does our chest seem a bit heavier than it was a moment ago? I wonder just how much our body can change for our Master. Could He even go as far as rooting His tentacles beneath our skin to control us like His puppet? I hope He does. Argus is likely the only one who could dominate us that way and I wouldn't want to miss the opportunity.

Ooo light-dark pairing.

>>1115963
Essence could be starting to build up there. If so, would he let it build or milk it out like a cow?

>>1115956
That a promise? How are you going to bind someone who you're also teaching to shape shift? Have to be pretty strict, or unique~

>>1116112
Almost makes me want to try slipping out of these cuffs right now, just to see how He stops us... but it wouldn't be right to spoil the divine image He's making. We ought to show proper gratitude when He's giving us the chance to worship Him in all His glory.

So, hold on to that little bit of hope that we could escape if things got too intense. It will be all the more overpowering when that hope is taken away.

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The werewolf grips her legs and starts pounding, holding Casey in the air as if she were weightless. Argus’s heavy balls slap-slap-slap against the base of her tail as his cock hollows her out in long, deep thrusts.

Casey squeals with pleasure, feeling the thick base of his shaft stretching her as it pops in-and-out. With every thrust it swells larger, remodeling her pussy to accommodate Argus’s growing lust.

“Ah~ Yes! Yes, master! Fuck me!” She moans, “Make me cum! Claim me for yourself!~”

“Yes! Such a good girl, begging for it!” Argus speeds up, fucking her into a blissful haze. “Eyes open! Look at me!”

Despite the bouncing in her vision, Casey manages to lock eyes with the werewolf. “Y-yes, master!”

“I’m about to knot you. You remember my orders?”

She pants, nodding to him “Ah! To thank you, master?”

“Yes!” His long grin spreads impossibly wide. “I want every visitor to my collection to see you thanking me as you cum on my cock!” He drives himself in with renewed vigor, focusing only on his need to finish.

“Now! Cum!” He orders, slamming himself balls-deep inside his angel. Great volumes of cum spill into her as her pussy locks his knot in place.

>>1116159
You heard your master Casey, and remember how hard you were hit just by that little one at the very start... I'd say try to hold on but it's going to be a miracle if you just don't instantly fall limp once you're done, but hold out long enough to thank him.

Better start thanking him now so you're doing it when you lose it!

>>1116159
"Thank you for owning me!"

Argus wants to capture a bondage scene, let's show off for His guests a little by straining our arms helplessly against our bonds. If we flex our belly right, we could get an angle that really brings out His bulge inside us, let everyone who sees this moment know just how deeply we've been reshaped for Him.

A tally mark would look nice on casey's belly. It would remind us how much of our body we've been able to give to our Master, and while He trains us to take Him even deeper, we could add more to measure our progress. Like a rank insignia!

Give your best lewd pose as you cum. Arch your back, spread and stretch out your legs, and show the world what you got

It's tempting to inject a little resistance, or tease, at this moment. A student with no ambitions to surpass the master would be an uninteresting one to teach.

How would He react to being called "Daddy"?

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”THANK YOU, MAST-“ Casey screams, cut off as she crests the
edge of orgasm and her mind goes blank.

Immediately the mouse finds herself back in Argus’s heart-space: this time with her eyes open. Unable to move, she can only gaze ahead at the ghostly veil of visitors blurred by time. Picking out brief flashes of their faces, she knows that they’re watching- admiring her as a piece of living statuary. Her body hangs in midair, bent and bound in worship of her master, her words caught mid-sentence as she gives him thanks. Argus’s cum paints the inside of her pussy a glowing white, while his knot has her spread open for all to see. A thick bulge juts up from just beneath her stomach: forever showing how deeply the werewolf's cock fucked her.

Casey stares ahead, past the moving wall of fey guests and sees… herself. Her earlier climax is displayed on a nearby pillar, glowing like a beacon in the dark. Her angelic body is nude and her face is locked in a permanent expression of orgasmic bliss. To the binder, the experience is oddly beautiful: as if she were a voyeur to her own past.

Stuck in that moment, the mouse has no choice but to experience endless, blazing pleasure as her master ordered. She knows this will last longer: the lightning bolt of orgasm telling her that she’s cumming her brains out. Strangely, Casey feels serene; feeling time wrap around her like a river around a stone, letting herself become a living monument to Argus’s victory.

Hey, wouldn't it be wild and exciting if like, you moved in this statued orgasmic state, and give these people a show, like an animated art piece?

probably not possible, but since this is your second time experiencing this, maybe you can get a handle of your conscious state here and give it a shot before your consciousness is sent back with Argus.

Frozen in a far more angelic state this time around, honestly you might want to visit the collection just to see yourself from outside... something that is probably going to happen regardlesss given that you corrently work for this museum's collector.
Wonder if the serenity comes from the more expressed angel nature?

>>1116230
That blurred cloud of faces is, presumably, everyone who visits the collection after being collected. Not sure how that works in absolute time but not the first time shenanigan we've seen. We'd have to try asking Argus how he makes it work, Glamour is a known part of it from Kol.

oh hey, Kol is right behind. Hi Kol!

>>1116202
Would certainly be an interesting experiment to ask Kol if he saw an angel during his moment suspended in the gallery, but then again he might not have really been able to focus on much... Anyway, try not to instantly go limp the moment you snap back~

>>1116202
"Thank You, Master!"
"Thank You, Master!"
"Thank You, Master!"

The only thought He allows us is the only thought we need. Let it become our whole being, a mantra of obedience, of worshipful devotion to a supreme force. Praise Him for what He has made us, His helpless toy, inviolably owned in every part of our being, bound body and mind to be shaped by His divine whims.

This is where an angel belongs.

This is our Heaven.

>>1116234
I infer that Argus has a mental picture of what His trophy room looks like and is letting us see it from our image's point of view. The flash puts us in a trance without physically sending us anywhere while we experience it. And as powerful as Argus is, He doesn't seem like the type of fae who can see the future, meaning that the crowds are more likely abstract impressions of what's in store for "us" and not the actual voyeurs who will be enjoying our submission in the future.

I say this 1: because it makes more sense than time travel, and 2: to give Argus the benefit of the doubt, since we don't have evidence that he's using time magic to cheat us. But if he is, that would be a betrayal of trust and a breach of our agreement and I'm fully prepared to argue obscure legal theories for as long as it takes to prove it.

>>1116244
I dun't think kol would have seen casey in the trophy room; for that to be "the future" rather than just one of countless possibilities would imply that Argus had already decided exactly what to do with casey when He claimed kol, but He seems more like the type to act on a whim depending on how we respond to His domination.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/04(Tue)20:34 No. 1116369 ID: 269004
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“-ER!” Time comes back to the mouse all at once, erupting from the glamour like surfacing from a frozen lake. Casey feels herself twitching and shuddering around Argus’s cock as the aftershocks of her climax travel through her body.

The wolf’s balls tighten and press against her thighs as he clutches her to his body. “Yessss, good girl… that’s it…” he growls, dumping his load into her pussy.

The mana-infused cum spreads out in the tight space, charging Casey’s body with more magical energy and making her cry out in pleasure. While not as potent as the Creator’s essence, her angelic form glows brighter with the sudden injection of power.

“Ah! Moon and Bone!” He growls, admiring the angel stuck on his knot. “Absolutely beautiful…”

Toxoglossa 2025/11/04(Tue)20:35 No. 1116370 ID: 269004
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“Master, can I ask a question?”

“Ask.” He orders.

Casey nods and continues, “What happens if I turn back to my mortal form with my shape... changed?”

“Your body will return to whatever form it remembers. So, when you do shape-shift, only return to your mortal form when it's safe to do so. ” He explains.

"Speaking of..."Casey tugs at the tie holding them together and moans, feeling another pulse of cum. “M-master, your ah- your knot...”

“You want off? Come on, you can do it yourself.” He replies. With a wave of his hand, the bindings between her wrists and ankles separate and free her to move.

Looking exhausted, she nods and once again lets her body flow around his shaft. Casey pushes herself up with sore, well-fucked muscles and feels his knot slip free with a “pop”, followed by a rush of cum draining down her legs and into his lap. She looks up at her master, who smiles back, looking proud of his servant.

“You did exceptionally well. I can tell you're a quick learner.” Argus tells her. Something about the praise makes the mouse's heart flutter and her face feel flushed. She makes a mental note to do a little thinking about it later. As she averts her gaze, the wolf’s claw pulls her collar, making her look him in the eyes “-But that was just a first lesson. By the end of the month, I plan to whip you into shape: any shape I want.”

I suppose that's one way to find out what forms you'd like too. What's his form of preference, anyway? Cat? Dragon? Cat-dragon? Rat-dragon?

He DID make himself rather long during your wrestling match

>>1116370
"Nothing would make me happier, Master Argus."

Looks like we left quite a mess on His body. Would He appreciate a tongue-cleaning before it drips onto His furniture?

Is there a way to safely detach body parts with shapeshifting, like our wings seem to be, and move them from a distance? Those tentacles that Master used to claim us look rather familiar now that we've seen Him like this up close. Is it Him gripping our necks and limbs right now?

Since we're bound to His will... can He control our shape like we can? If it's at all within His means, through direct magical control or using glamour to shackle our mind or whatever else, it would be a terrific honor if He gave us some kind of mark on our body that we couldn't shift away, one to show His ownership of our form. A special symbol, a change in our proportions, one of His eyes to watch us everywhere, or even... taking a part of our body that He could wear? Feathers from our wings, perhaps? They're not there in our mortal form, and they don't seem stuck to our body...

Toxoglossa 2025/11/05(Wed)19:41 No. 1116443 ID: 269004
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“Yes, master. My body is yours to do with whatever you desire.” Casey replies, letting her angelic form fade and feeling her body return to its natural state. Exhaustion washes over her like a tide: unstoppable and smothering. She sags in Argus’s arms as her feet finally touch the stone floor. “Tell me, master. Are these bindings a part of you too?”

“Clever girl. I knew you’d figure it out.” One of the cuffs on her wrist opens an eye, which stares back at her for a moment before closing. “The butlers and wait-staff at the party were all me as well.”

The mouse chuckles to herself, her head swimming from the praise and post-coital endorphins. Before long, she feels her legs start to give out and falls forward into the wolf’s arms.


Casey’s master catches her and kisses the top of her head affectionately. Picking her up, he deposits her in the comfortable nest of furs. The mouse immediately curls up and falls asleep as the day of exertion takes its toll.

“Rest well, angel, you’ve earned it.” He says, patting her gently. He thinks back to another angel in another time before sighing and covering her with a blanket.

>>1116443
Wait, that means he met Clio at the front door.
That actually pretty funny, that means the challenge he set you upon defeating the mice was inviting Moot to enter the stage, how polite!

Aww...

No idea how Gabe is going to top that, though.

>>1116446

Gabe isn't much of a top, anyway, I think the Master will be able to take care of things just fine.

>>1116443
To satisfy Master's wishes is a joy that only a conquered, collared toy can know. Now we can simply dream of all the things we could do for Him in our waking life, secure in the comfort that He is always watching us and nothing could ever give us a chance to escape Him.

>>1116446
>>1116452
Given that Argus has kol as a muscleboy for rough sex, and casey as a worshipful malleable doll, it falls to gabe to be teased and humiliated for (mutual) amusement. The poor femboy has been watching and waiting this whole time, but if we can't satisfy our Master like the others can, isn't it fitting for us to stay denied while we watch Him have His way with them instead? If we're lucky, we'll get to be the victim of His more creative desires. With all His awesome power, I wonder what he could really do with our bodies and minds if we let him...

Speaking of His power, we still need an answer for how His trophy room image capture magic works. If He's going to be doing that to us on a regular basis, we deserve to know what exactly is happening to us. Although we really aren't in any position to avoid it; if He owns every one of our orgasms, the only alternative is to never let ourselves cum...

>>1116443
Forgot to note that a blindfold could help casey sleep (and get her used to being bound).

If Argus made our bindings from His own angelic form, could she learn to make her own clothes like that? Once we've earned our freedom, I think Casey would take to wearing a collar of her own creation, as a symbol of her newfound skill and a memento of the Man who trained her. It may even become the new normal for her when she's not thinking about unshaping it.

That was good to figure out, but we did miss out on the surprise factor. It would have given us such thrilling despair if we had thought we had gotten good enough at shapeshifting to finally take off His cuffs, only for Him to immediately recapture us with no chance to resist.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/06(Thu)19:14 No. 1116499 ID: 269004
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Argus turns to the third of his new servants, “And what am I to do with you?”

Gabe smirks back at him as he lounges in the wolf’s bed and idly kicks his legs. “Why, anything you want, master.” Having watched Argus have his way with Kol and Casey, the mouse wags his tail expectantly; flagging his desire for his master. “I hope you don’t keep me waiting, sir.”

“Mmm, you have been very patient.” Argus huffs. He clambers up onto the bed, looming over the mouse and supporting his weight on his fists. The wolf sniffs his way up Gabe’s spine, raising little shivers in the mouse’s fur as he assesses his prize.

He noses his way up Gabe’s neck and into his ear, prompting a ticklish squeal. Argus snorts, feeling satisfied with this offering and asks, “I take it you’re already prepared?”

“Lubed up and ready, master!” The sender replies. He wiggles his ass, rubbing against the thick shaft dangling above him, lacing his fur with a thin strand of pre-cum.

Argus looks down at the squirming twink underneath him and does a little mental calculus. “I don’t suppose you have any magic that lets you stretch or expand internal space, do you?”

“Uhhhh no, master.”

The wolf grunts and grips his cock, “Well then, we’ll just have to take it slower than with the other two, won’t we?”

>>1116499
oh goodness that expression. He looks like he's going to melt before he's even penetrated... I bet there's some internal conflict going on at the taking it slow too. On the one hand that's the correct choice, but on the other I bet he's fighting not to ask for Master to go faster~

I wonder how connected those magics are to Portal magic... I don't think we've seen someone using magics even slightly unrelated to their own even once in these Quests though.
Well, side from an angels essence/binding or undeath.
I wonder if a non-binder could gain an elemental's power the same way as an angels... a fuck-ton of mana.

maybe give Gabe a bite or two. He seemed to enjoy the one our dear fire elemental gave him.

>>1116499
Lucky that He's in such an affectionate mood. He's sugh a big, strong, virile Man, and we're such a soft, delicate pretty boy, there's no telling what He could do to us if He wanted!

Express our gratitude to our kind Master by raising our hole up to meet His tip. Proactive obedience shows loyalty! And coil our tail behind us to gently stroke His balls, for a little bit of added affection.

With Argus starting slow with us, we'll have some time for conversation.
Perhaps we could discuss our favorite parts from when He defeated and claimed us? He still owes us new clothes.
Or could we try and puzzle out the image-capturing magic that He's been using on us?
Would it be wise to discuss our own personal pocket dimension? Argus might be generous enough to help us learn what we can do with that magic, seeing that He has so much power over His own realm. Or He might see it as another part of us to reshape for His purposes.

How is kol doing at the moment?

>>1116499
A late realization: gabe watched Master patiently like a good pet, but what if we weren't obedient enough and gave in to the temptation to pleasure ourselves? Would the magic He put in our minds activate and claim our image for Him like it did for kol and casey? Or is there another feature to punish us for stealing an orgasm from our body without our owner's permission?

Toxoglossa 2025/11/07(Fri)18:33 No. 1116559 ID: 269004
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“Yes, master!” Gabe replies, beaming back at him. The sender lifts his butt in anticipation, having waited eagerly to be taken since the end of the match.

“Let me know when to stop.” Argus orders. He looks down and lines himself up before sinking tip first into Gabe’s tail-hole.

“Ah~ haaa! Aaaah~!” The mouse moans, feeling the thick shaft filling him up. His fingers clutch the bedspread and his legs shiver under the slow penetration as he waits for the wolf to bottom out.

Argus inches himself in, impressed by Gabe’s ass. In spite of the size difference, the wolf’s cock slides through easily, as the mouse keeps his muscles relaxed and his tail flagged for him. Clearly, his new servant has plenty of expertise getting topped. The werewolf grins to himself, thinking that perhaps he could always use some more training.

The tip finally bumps against the innermost extent of Gabe’s anatomy and the mouse gasps. “Ah! M-master~!”

“I feel it.” He growls, pumping in and out gently. “Incredible, you took it all the way to the knot.”

>>1116559
If Argus' natural size hasn't found Gabe's limits, perhaps he could (very carefully) change his size and shape to further test him.

Or Argus could just enjoy fucking someone he doesn't need to train. Gabe is a very comfortable lay. It might be fun to see how comfortable he can get while stuck on a knot.

Yeah, Gabe's always been a great hugger. Let him be the teddy bear to the big wolf.

>>1116570
The tip bumped up against... uh, I'm not well versed enough in anatomy to know what exactly, but it bumped up against something and there's no going further in.

>>1116559
Not in a mood for conversation? Or was He just concentrating on not hurting us? There's still so much to say about what Master Argus has done to us, and what he could do to us... but perhaps gabe would prefer to experience it personally before being warned.

Our first collared orgasm wouldn't be complete if we're not bound to match the others! Otherwise we wouldn't properly display our helplessness. What kind of pose would make the best trophy? Our wrists are conveniently close to our collar, and a spreader bar would show off our thighs nicely. Or would Master prefer to have us tied to His bed? That bar built into the foot of the bed caught my eye, but that might not work with our current position; we're so small compared to Him...

For a second, it almost seemed like His thoughts were passing through our head. Something about how we could always use more training. Is that normal...?

>>1116559
Ah it's too bad he's not a bit bigger, or yourself a bit smaller... I've heard interesting things about knotfucking if the bottom is stretchy enough~

>>1116606
Shame that our body's not enough to serve Master's full size like kol and casey could. I wonder what else we could surrender to Him instead...

Toxoglossa 2025/11/09(Sun)20:49 No. 1116662 ID: 269004
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“Knot bad, am I right, sir?” Gabe says with a giggle.

Argus glowers back and replies, “I ought to fuck you into the mattress for that.” His frown turns into an amused grin as he continues “But I promised we’d take it slow: so we’ll take it slow~”

He proceeds to sink his way back into the moaning twink, making sure Gabe feels every inch. His pace slows to a crawl: grinding down the mouse’s endurance with the patience and weight of a glacier.

Gabe shudders under the gentle pounding. “Ah! Oh fuck! Oh fuck, sir!”

“You have a lot of talent in taking cock. But, I think you still have a lot to learn when it comes to being a proper sub. Do you want that?” Argus growls in the mouse’s ear as he continues to slow-fuck him, “Do you have what it takes to be a proper bitch?”

>>1116662
Bitchsuit time?

>>1116662
I mean, what is there to say other that "please, sir~"?

>>1116662
We've seen how overpowering Argus is when He's in a nice mood and I'm afraid of what his idea of training could be. But if we back out now we'll never find out how wonderful and terrifying it will be. We'll never get another chance like this.

Yes, Master! Please, dominate me like the weak little toy I am! Punish and tame me in ways no mortal ever could! I want to get a shiver in my spine every time I hear Your voice. I want to abandon the idea that my body belongs to me and not You. I want to be afraid to even touch my own cock unless You allow it. I want to know every violation Your supreme power could inflict on a poor mortal soul like mine.

I want to live through a nightmare that only a primordial god-wolf could bring to life.

(Would calling Master Argus a god be an insult? We've met gods that are nowhere near His level, but I can't think of a better word at the moment.)

Oh! But while we're on the subject, there are a few hard limits I should to set. No falsifying our memory. I don't want any memories removed, suppressed, altered, or fabricated. Also no illusions that are indistinguishable from reality, or weird mind tricks that would make me unable to comprehend things. Whatever You're about to do to me, I want to know what's happening and remember every bit of it.

Please make me regret this, Master.

>>1116670
By "weird mind tricks" I mean things like intelligence draining. Sorry if I failed to express that properly. I'm not trying to find a way out of the display-capturing effect.

"Master, would you kindly make twice a bitch of my first love?"

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“Ahh~ please master! Yes! Yes!” Gabe whines, feeling the knot gently tap his ass-cheeks before pulling back with agonizing slowness. “Fffffuck! Yessss! Fuck me, master~!”

Argus continues his easy, unhurried fucking, pumping away at the mouse ass in long, deliberate thrusts. The werewolf grabs him by the shoulder and hauls him upright and on his knees.
Gabe pants and squirms in his grip, and Argus feels his tail-hole start to clench in a tell-tale sign of approaching orgasm.

Dutifully, Gabe moans out “Ahhh! Sir, I- I’m gonna cum!”

The wolf stops his thrust on a dime and his body pauses behind the mouse as though frozen in his own gallery.

Gabe squeaks as he realizes what’s happened. The sender squirms desperately, trying to hump back onto Argus’s cock. “Ah~ don’t stop! Sir! I’m so close!” His hand reaches for his own erection, trying to jerk himself to completion.

>>1116732

Ah ah ah! You're a vessel for Master's pleasure for now. Be patient, Gabe! You can do this!

>>1116732
Oh naughty, naughty Gabe~ That's just asking for your wrists to get hooked to your collar, or some nice mitts to keep those hands secure if you can't help yourself~

>>1116732
I guess we're about to find out when we try to steal Master's blessing from our body. I dread what awaits us, but we can't properly fear Master's displeasure if we don't experience His punishment.

At first I was looking forward to feeling our cock twitch in a tiny cage while watching Argus have His way with our friends, but now that we've seen how much power He really has over us, that seems much too lenient. Any mortal could lock our little cock in a chastity cage to keep us from touching it. Master can lock our mind in a cage to to train us not to even try touching it no matter how badly we want it. Trying to steal pleasure without His order is like trying to steal lightning from a god.

It's going to be a crueler form of His gallery collection, isn't it? The mental leash is going to take us away the instant before we manage to cum and put us in a dark place where we can't see or hear anything, only feel the agonizing edge of orgasm while thinking of nothing but the overwhelming need to be pushed that slightest bit further to a relief we can never achieve. Then we're going to be pulled back from the threshold and left in our helplessly lusty body, just a few impossible strokes away.

Well, only one way to find out what kind of trap Master has in mind for us. I just hope our suffering amuses Him enough that He doesn't punish us too badly for disloyalty.

"Cum so hard you make my breasts balloon up!"

I know most will say 'stop him' but, what if master orders him to keep going after he pops, to see -- with a bit of healing magic -- how many times mouse can come before Master does? We are going slow, aren't we?

>>1116839
That... that's something we haven't been considering. Argus can easily heal our injuries, which means we could only guess how much He could hurt us while leaving us intact when He's done. The promise to "bring us back in one piece" really doesn't protect us much at all.

Now I'm even more curious to see just how cruel He can be...

>>1116842
Cruel? It sounds very fun! And great practice for Gabe, considering Delilah can do (and has done) pretty much the same, and would probably appreciate if he develops some advanced endurance.