I was angry as ever as I awoke. Last night was a test. That fucking undead thing was weak. Nothing to me and even Freya could have killed it. I destroyed the skull of the abomination before it could even react. It was probably meant to be like that as well. It also told me why everyone hated necromancers. Instinctually the living dislikes the dead. Something risen again made our skin crawl and instinctually hate it. The Instincts that I listen too went haywire around these things. My instinct saves me, and I found it distasteful there was something that threw it off. I had never encountered something like this, and I instinctively hated it.
My skin crawled with just the memory of that husk. I wasn't scared of something so weak. No, I was just averse to its existence. It was sobering to me. I was acting like hot shit around this city then this happens. I crawled out of my hiding spot and changed out of the outfit that Stacy made me. I switched back to a normal cloak and exited the Brothel. No one ever knew I was there.
I walked back and made it back to the apartment before the store opened. As I traveled, I kept making sure I wasn't followed and took extra time. I was still tired even after my brief rest. As I walked up, I saw one of my tigers sneak into the back of the apartment. I did the same, entering in through the back. When I entered, all three of my tigers came back. None were hurt, and I sighed in relief. I got inside and sighed deeply. We all went inside the house, and I fed my little lovelies. I walked over to the bathroom and showed after playing with them a bit. I sighed as I cleaned myself off.
The water fell on me, and my mind went blank. I was in a unique meditation as the water rained on me. My mind wandered, and I stayed in a trance as it fell off me. My mind wandered, questioning what happened the night before. Was this some type of test? What the fuck happened? If they wanted to kill me, they would have sent more than I single abomination or undead. This is where I need to start. The Necromancers guild were sounding me out. The question was, why? There were more undertones in this city, and I had stuck my hand into it.
I don't think Cassandra did this. If she knew about this, then she knew I loved to torture people. I would check-in, though, with Carl to check on her movements. If she was using a gateway to that, then there was that mouse-kin at the brothel. I needed to get more eyes in on the gang than Carl and Cassandra. I overlooked this, and I needed to do more.
I snapped back to reality and finished washing up, and got out of the shower. I walked out naked and saw Stacy and Freya getting dress. "Mistress," They both caroled as I walked by towards the bed. I turned to them, nodded, looked over them, ready to get going for the day, and remembered something. I took it out of my inventory and sat on the bed. "Stacy, leave. Freya, I have something to talk to you about..." I trailed off, and Stacy quickly finished up before leaving the room.
After Stacy left the room, I laid on the bed on my stomach. "Massage me, and I will speak while you do so," I ordered. Freya didn't hesitate and started to massage me. It had been too long, and knots had started to build up. I was so busy I couldn't even continue my training. This was unacceptable. Last night had unintentionally woken me up from my arrogance. This world has a way of suckering me, I thought.
I pulled myself out of my mind as Freya's fingers dug into me and loosened my muscles. I let out a quiet moan. "Freya," I said into the silence. "Would you like breasts?" I asked her. Her hands paused for a second before continuing.
"I... I... Mistress, I do not know," She said into the silence as her fingers worked my muscles in the right places. "I have never thought about it. I enjoy my life now without them, but my initial reaction is unclear; Mistress, I just do not know if it even possible." She finished.
"Let us say there is... This is a world of magic and alchemy, Freya... Anything is possible; oh right there, that's the spot," I replied.
"I..." She was about to say something, and I interrupted her. "Think about it. This is a choice I am giving you since I happened to have found a pill that can grow your breasts, Freya..." Her hands paused once again as she worked my muscles. I showed my hand with white candy in it. I play with it in my fingers, showing off my dexterity.
I could tell Freya was completely indecisive at this point. This was a turning point. She already has been stretched out caged, but she still could always just start changing into men's clothes. With breasts, she would forever remain a she. It was a confirmation of her life's choice to follow me as my toy. I could be wrong on her thought patterns, but I think I wasn't far off. Her hands remained on my back paused. Motionless, they stayed as I played with the candy in my hands.
Soon Freya's fingers resumed, and I smiled. She was clearly still thinking about it, but that was the point. Freya needed a final decision. "Mistress, May I please grow my breasts..." She replied. I smiled brightly, but the bed covered it.
"Take it, Freya... It's for you. Finish the massage, and you can take it in front of me." I finish, and I feel her take it out of my hand. "Don't take it until I tell you, Freya," I ordered, and her hands went back to work on my back.
"Yes, Mistress, Thank you, Mistress." Came her reply. Soon her massage relaxed me to the point I liked, and I turned around. I looked at her with a grin. "Good job Freya." I commended her on a great job on my back. "Now partake the Pill and let us see the effects."
I sat up watching her. "Strip, let us see the effects fully," I told her. She obliged, and I saw her toned body that was still soft. Her little caged clit twitching under my gaze. I smiled, and she popped the pill into her mouth. She moaned loudly, and her eyes closed as if a wave of pleasure went through her. "You may cum if your body requires it, sissy..." I said, and I was right to do so as her clit twitched and strained in her cage until it squirted its liquid onto the floor. It didn't stop once or twice as Freya moaned even more in pleasure, and I started to see her breasts swell. The change was gradual at first and started to pick up speed. I saw her cum uselessly onto the floor for the sixth time. Her body trembled but stayed upright and perfectly still. I could tell she couldn't move at the moment. It was like the growth in her body froze her in place to protect itself. Soon her breasts surpassed A cups and grew larger as her moans increased in volume as the amount of sperm landed on the floor. I watched interestedly from the effect of it.
Her breasts continued to expand past B cups and were nearing C cups quickly. Her sperm started to flow nonstop, as did the moan continue. I watch fascinated as her breasts started to near D cups before slowly coming to a halt. It stopped just before D cups making her a large C cup. Freya's body then trembled, and she slowly started to collapse. I moved quickly and caught her and laid her onto the bed. Her body twitched, and I was growing curious about her breasts. I started to feel them up, and they were nice and perky. She moaned, and her eyes started to flutter open. She moaned loudly as I played with her cherry-red nipple.
"Mistress?" She asked as I played with her nipple.
I stopped and smiled at her. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she gazed upon her breasts. I started to help her up and over to the mirror in the closet. She started crying fully as she checked out her new breasts. "I never knew I wanted these so bad until I had them..." She cried, and I smiled when I heard a notification ding. I scanned the room as Freya was checking herself out while sobbing.
Then I decided to look at the system, and my eyes widened in surprise. I looked at the records, and there it was.
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For Completely Training a Slave Mind body and soul. They will die for you if you ask them without hesitation +100000 System points.
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My mind blanked as I stared at the system, and Freya, without thought, threw her arms around me, crying happily. My mind just stared at the points earned for this. I thought about the time commitment to do this as well. Completely training a slave. I have known Freya for fourteen years of my fifteen. Started training her when I was young nothing major happened till I was ten. This was years of dedicated work. I didn't know to be happy or sad at this revelation. No, I was happy just... I don't know. This changes things and I need to get better at my craft. I zoned back in and realized Freya is crying in my arms. I slowly take her back to the bed where I cuddle her in my bosom and she passed out. The emotions hit her hard as well as growing her breasts. I fell asleep for a nap joining her.
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Announcement:
An extra chapter. I hope you all have had a Happy Christmas and will have an even happier New year. Since Fuck 2020. Thanks for all your support this year see you in the new one.
-Madjic