Midnight Invitation

Waking up hurts.

My head rattled--maybe mentally, maybe physically, but everything felt off in the worst ways possible. Something tugged on my left hand too, not so hard I would fall--wait, I was... on the floor? Maybe that was why everything ached, and my head felt like a herd of horses had trampled through them.

"Ugh... why is it not coming off..." The familiar voice snarled, and I could feel another pull on my hand. Not on the limb itself, but on the armband--no, it was bracelet now. I could only feel a single band circling my wrist as another tug happened again. "Dammit! It looks so good..."

"That's... my amulet." I whispered, even though my throat was fine, but my jaw and body were still aching. So even that little attempt in talking was enough to make me close my eyes again, a soft whimper coming out of my throat. "No one can take it off."

Not unless I died. That would be the only time a magical girl's amulet left them, the jewelry--for it would always look like one, whether it was bracelet or necklace or even earrings--seeking for its next host. Someone who would be able to protect the city, who also had a pure enough heart. That latter one was a probable, but considering I had never seen a bad magical girl... Likeliest choice.

But I didn't say any of that of course, merely smiling slightly despite the bits of pain as the Phantasm still continuing to try and fail to get my bracelet off of me. She huffed and snarled, even as she continued to fail. She had turned back into her dragongirl form, considering that was the one that had hands and fingers that allowed her to slip between my bracelet and I to try and tug it away.

I... should do something, like transform back into my magical girl form. But the thought of doing that sent a jolt of pain across my body, and I accepted that I wouldn't be able to do that for now. I didn't even know I could end up detransforming, but maybe that was because I was... My memories felt slippery, sifting out of my grip whenever I tried to remember what had happened.

Flash of pain, a flare of magic power and then...

Nothing.

Did the dragon overload my protection? That sounded the likeliest thing to happen. I couldn't help the choked laugh escaping me, even as my whole body trembled and hurting with every laugh that came out of me.

"What are you laughing about?" She snarled, a low one that sent shivers down my spine for merely a moment, until I remember that she hadn't done much beyond trying to take my amulet. Which, well... was a futile thing to do.

I couldn't help my giggle though, as I realized that I was the safest I'd ever been--even though I was completely under the dragon's mercy. My head was still feeling completely all fuzzy and woozy, but at least she didn't demand much out of me.

"You are so strong, and yet... the amulet thwarts you, just like that." I let loose another laugh, as I couldn't help it. "Hehheh... so this is stronger than you, then."

Perhaps taunting her wasn't the best option, even though she wasn't within her dragon form anymore. That didn't mean she was weak, of course, as the fact her magic still coming out of her in waves meant that I was also bedazzled by them--it was harder to throw away any influences when my head still felt like a wrung sponge.

The song, the scent--they all served to muddle my mind further, beyond what I already got.

"Alright." I started slightly when she spoke again, because I was sure that she had been silent for a while moments ago. Even my eyes had closed without my realization, the voice of her magic ringing in my head. "I had needed to do this on the others, and I thought perhaps this time I didn't... but I suppose this is my life now."

She let out a soft sigh, before she finally sat on my side, and her hand went onto my chin to make me look into her eyes.

They were... I... I couldn't blink. I couldn't look away.

Her scent had saturated the surrounding air, strong and sweet. With every inhale, I could feel her influence whispering in. Her eyes though, were no longer like anything else I had ever seen. They no longer looked like reptile's eyes, yellow with slitted pupils.

No, they looked like a spiral had interlaid itself across her eyes, one that constantly pulled on my attention to look. Unable to look anywhere else, I was helpless as it spun and spun, whispering at me that there had to be something, a reason why it was so fascinating to me--it wasn't merely the movement that demanded my attention, after all.

They shimmered prettily, wonderfully, like glints of jewels under the sun. They swirled slowly, turning round and round, tumbling and making the gems sparkle even better--taking more of myself with them.

I tried to hold onto something, anything, really. And yet whenever I managed to drag up a thought, a glint came onto her eyes and it took my thought with it.

"Sssh, it's okay now. Let the pretty sparkles take away all your words..." She whispered, claws--hands? Maybe it was hands now, for they felt warm against mine, even if slightly rough.

I found myself relaxing though, the constant whimpers I didn't even realize I was releasing slowly going silent. The ripples within my mind were being calmed down, slowly becoming as still as it could be--no waves at all.

"Good, good... now take a few deep breaths."

My lungs swelled as I followed the dragon's instructions, so incredibly easy with every moment that had passed. Especially when I was watching and looking deep into her eyes, at how I was unable to find the end of it. All I could get was the constant spin, and--"pulling you deeper"--I fell into the trance, my mind not really working for my own thoughts.

Good enough for her, though. For listening to what the dragon told me, to understand and did it all, because I could no longer really think.

"Let the glow fill your mind, blotting every thought you have. They were useless to you... my words are what you need to pay attention to. For you wish to obey me, and to be my good girl." She whispered, and her hands started to caress my body through my shirt.

Where did my magical girl uniform had gone to? I shuddered in place, unable to remember when I had detransformed. I wanted to close my eyes and focus on my memories--and yet, as I stood there and looked into her eyes... I lost hold on that thought too. I didn't remember what I originally wanted to do, and the questions in my head crumbled as well--leaving only the vaguest feeling of worry. Merely a seed, something that could grow if I planted it somewhere.

So of course the glows and the spirals did another few turns and tumbles, and I lost that seed from my grip. Nothing's left in my mind, except for what she wanted to give me. For whatever she wished to inscribe inside my head.

I stayed and watched, unable to do anything else except to look in fascination... and listening closely. Having an empty mind felt off, as I was used to a constant thought running within--and yet, that made what the dragon was doing even more effective.

Without knowing what I was missing, I tried to think, and without knowing what to think--I grasped what was in front of me. I watched, and as a few thoughts bubbled up from the depths of my mind, they were taken away, swallowed by the wonderful spirals.

"Yes... focus on them further, pet." Her whispers were honey, dripping into me with saccharine sweetness that smothered any possible bitter thoughts. "The more you tried to think, the more your words get taken away... and that meant you tumbled deeper and deeper into the trance."

My mouth had fallen open, a few drips of drool escaping from the corner of my eyes as I gave a vague noise of affirmation.

She probably smiled, with the way the corner of her mouth lifting slightly and making her eyes narrowed a bit--cutting off the ends of the spirals. Too little to break the hold she had on me, though.

"Good girl." She breathed out, and her hands had wandered over to touch under my clothes--slipping right into my bra and touching right on my breasts. The brush of her mildly rough skin, the slight brush against my nipples, I couldn't help but moan. Not a loud one, but my body was growing hotter with every touch, and it was hard to think what was the issue when it felt this good.

After all, feeling good had to mean it was positive. Something I should want.

My eyes were starting to hurt from how long I kept them open, but to close them meant I would lose out on the spiral, on the constant swirling pattern still going on within her eyes. A small part of me still wished to do that--but I couldn't understand why. So I ignored it, just like how I ignored the shivers of pleasure going through my body thanks to her touch and caress.

"It's okay pet. You can close your eyes... for the spiral stays with you. It'll be there, behind your eyelids, always turning and tumbling, the glimmers somehow still being reflected even within the darkness."

With that allowance--I found my eyes closing almost immediately. I let out a soft gasp of relief, body shuddering slightly from the strain I had exerted from keeping them open. I swayed and relaxed even as I stood there, in front of her... and watching the spiral, for she spoke true, and it continued on within my eyesight.

"The deeper you go, the easier you'll find my words filling you. To be etched deep inside your body, unable to be changed unless it was me doing it."

I didn't know how long I was like that, just going deeper and deeper into the spiral, trying to seek the end of it... even as I wondered if there was ever an end. That thought was easily smothered away by the glimmers, and I wondered how many times I thought about it--and that was swallowed away too, leaving me empty and blank once more.

"That's it, pet. Let the spiral fill you up, slowly heating your body... Arousing you slowly but surely." She continued to talk, her words completely inscribing themselves inside my brain. "Each breath you took filled yourself further. More arousal. More heat, even."

I shuddered in place, a soft whine escaping my throat. That was all I could do to keep my mind, what with the way arousal burned through myself. After all, her words changed the situation completely, my body was desperate to follow the commands. And so I obeyed and let my body burn. I gasped and moaned, rubbing my thighs together, enjoying and reveling in the pleasure building inside. A maelstrom of heat and fire, joined in with the wetness my body had now, for my arousal completely encompassed the whole of myself.

"Do you want to feel even better, pet?" She asked after a while, amusement clear within her tone. She was enjoying the way I was gasping and whimpering, unable to hold back anything as the pleasure mounted. Her words were perhaps sudden, perhaps not, but I knew I jerked in place in surprise when I heard it nonetheless.

My eyes were still closed as I listened to her properly, my head tilted slightly in confusion--the question had left my mind soon after it was said, since it was so much easier to just not think and instead let her think for me.

Which meant when the dragon's hand came onto my chin, making my head nod as she repeated the question--a trace of laughter in the back of her throat--and so I knew what I wanted, and that was to feel good, agreeing completely to what she said.

"Then you just need to obey me." She said, her eyes glowing with excitement and made fire smolder within my gut.

I nodded immediately, because that's what she wanted out of me. Agreeing with her felt easy too, because following was easier than thinking for myself.

It was easier after that--she told me what to do, and I submitted.

We left the city together, me completely within her binding, and her holding onto my reins.

--

The wind was cold, and that would be enough to snap me out of the trance--if not for the fact the spiral stuck on me. They never went away, never left me alone. Always there, constantly spinning and showing off in front of me... as long as my eyes were closed.

So the answer was simple, just keep my eyes open then, right? And yet, I couldn't find it in myself to do that. She hadn't asked me to do that just yet, after all. I obeyed and continued to be a good girl, without a need to tell the dragon because pleasure burned through myself--and that was enough.

Time was merely a construct, something that was passing as she brought me elsewhere--probably somewhere she could program me further, better than the patchwork she did in my mind, back when I was still woozy and knocked out from the little fight we did in the sky.

Only when we finally landed did I finally opened my eyes, and I was still within a trance--and so within her control. Even though the spiral no longer stayed in front of my sight, constantly reinforcing me to go deeper and deeper, full of obedience toward the dragon... without any incredibly uncomfortable sensation I didn't think I could shake myself out of the trance.

The dragon transformed herself back to her humanoid form once I had jumped down onto the ground, feeling the roughness of stones beneath my feet. We had arrived in front of some sort of cave, the entrance huge and dark, completely covering whatever was inside.

She turned toward me first, one of her hands pulling me closer while the other tilting my head up with a single grip on my chin. Her eyes... weren't spinning around, but I couldn't help but saw the illusion anyway, and I relaxed within her grip.

A smile spread on her face as she felt the way I melted into her touch, perhaps she could even read my blank mind. I didn't know, nor did I care enough one way or another. What mattered was my obedience, that I was completely under her control.

"Good girl, not fighting the spiral." She praised, her voice slightly breathy in a way that made my whole body shudder with a pleasant shiver. "Although then again... it doesn't really matter anymore. You are here now, and this is mine."

She touched my bracelet then, her fingers curling around it possessively, as if she wished she could have taken it away from me. I obeyed and let her touch and caress it however she wished, my mind continuing to stay still and blank, not even exerting an effort to think why she wanted it so badly she took me.

It didn't take long before she finally let it go again, her breathing a little harder before she turned her head toward me again--and her grin grew bigger. "Alright, it is time for you to meet up with your fellows. My other crown jewels..." She let out a dreamy sigh, eyes closing for a moment.

Merely a few seconds before she shook her head and turned around, her hand never letting my bracelet ago as she walked into the cave--into the darkness.

Even though I shouldn't be able to think much, I couldn't help the jolt of fear that squeezed my heart. And yet my feet followed her, not even a little bit of struggle.

My eyes stayed open throughout as we pass through the entrance, and that was how I saw the way the darkness seemingly twist away--splitting apart like a gaping maw, as if we were entering the mouth of a great beast, the caves merely their throat--but that expectation was pushed away the moment the shadows closed behind us once more, veiling the true contents of the cave from everyone.

The inside looked comfortable, even the flooring, the ones supposed to be made out of rocks--they felt soft beneath my feet, as if they were made out of carpets instead of stones. I felt off, my mind thrown into a loop upon that realization--and yet before I could have done anything else, someone had walked through one of the many corridors this nest had.

She was bare--except for the choker on her neck, made out of some sort of precious metal with sapphires inlaid within it. Her slightly curly red hair flowed like a waterfall, even further down than her shoulders, and a few of them even somehow looked like they covered her modestly sized breasts in a tasteful way. A wide smile spread on her face, eyes glazed with happiness and something else--I shuddered from my position, as if I knew that she was merely mirroring my own face.

And yet, there was something about her look that pulled at me. A familiarity? It was hard to pull on that thread, to lean onto it--for soon after that thought passed my mind, I was startled back to the present from the loud cry of that woman hugging the dragonwoman tightly. Her face barely hid how much happiness she was holding back, that she was barely managing to contain them.

That line of thought forgotten, I leaned elsewhere. More toward the part of me that told me that I should use this as my advantage, right? To try to find a way to get away, at this moment when no one was paying attention to me. The two of them were fully looking on one another, and the new woman was definitely looking at the dragonwoman with full of love.

"You have come back, Mistress!" Even her tone was fully happy, the woman easily rubbing her face against the dragonwoman's body and shuddering slightly in pleasure from the little action. "The others are resting right now, but I'll be more than happy to attend to whatever you need." She huskily whispered, and yet loud enough to echo in the room.

The dragonwoman was probably smiling back--even if I didn't know how she would look like, considering I was toward her back. I could see the way her tail waved back and forth in excitement, thumping slightly against the carpeted rocks.

I watched, a little fascinated at that. A part of mine was trying to pull my attention elsewhere, but I couldn't help to stay and look. Thoughts were hard, and it was always easier to just... let them all melt down.

The dragonwoman--Mistress--would give me the words and sentences I needed to think.

"That will be a wonderful thing to do... but I need to handle my newest jewel, dear Sapphire." She growled softly, her hands coming up to caress the glittering stone on the woman's neck--Sapphire. Was that truly her name? I didn't know, nor did I care about that too much--right now all I could do was look at her and frown slightly upon the slight sense of familiarity coming out of her.