The cool air of the room left my nipples in a permanent state of arousal as I lay nakedly displayed on the bed, while the chains around my wrists and ankles drove home my feelings of helplessness.  My eyes were still shrouded in darkness from the blindfold, but I could feel Lilia’s gentle touch on my leg, sending electrifying currents throughout me and eliciting a high pitched squeal from my lips. The unfamiliarity of the situation, tinged with a hint of fear at being helpless, and my lack of sight elicited a primal fear in me that I found to be utterly intoxicating.

“I trust the shackles are not too tight, Iris?”

Her voice was sultry, and tinged at the edges by her own passionate feelings. Bound and helpless before her, I was like a banquet for her eyes, and I squirmed as she looked me over.

“Y-Yes…”

A hard pinch came to my nipples, and I let out a loud squeal which echoed throughout the room.

“Yes what~?”

My heart thumped, and I nodded my head in understanding. “Y-Yes Mistress.”

Soft and gentle pats to the head were my reward, and I felt my tail wagging uncontrollably against the mattress while she rubbed at my growing fuzzy ears. Lilia’s soft and downy hand traced a path from the top of my head, down my cheek, and to the muscles of my traps. A shocked gasp escaped my lips, as she gently rubbed at the tense spot, and my own arousal was only heightened by her melodious giggles.

“You really are adorable Iris. I could keep you like this, all bound up and at my mercy, for hours on end. You would cum your silly little head out from that alone, wouldn’t you?”

I didn’t answer, but I knew in the pit of my stomach that she was correct. My reduced cock was already dribbling pre-cum like a faucet, and I could feel it beginning to soak the sheets against my leg, which only served to heighten my sense of embarrassment.

I knew that with a single word, I could back out of this. It only served to further drive me into rapturous pleasure, knowing that I wanted this.

Another squeal slipped out of me as Lilia grabbed both sides of my chin with her hand, and pulled me forward into a kiss. I offered no resistance as her tongue explored my mouth again, feeling my newly developed fangs, and twining my own tongue with her own. I was rapidly growing addicted to her sweet taste and scent, and I melted into her touch with blissful abandon.

“Now then, since we have you out on… display already, why don’t we take a moment to look over your changes?”

I hadn’t taken stock of my changes yet today, and the idea of being examined by Lilia was simply too enticing to pass up. Not that I would have disobeyed her anyway.

“Yes… yes mistress!” I squeaked out more quickly than I meant to.

She giggled in approval, and the pace of my tail increased in response, knowing that I had pleased her.

“That’s a good girl~ Now let’s see how you’re developing…”

I gasped as her hands touched my shoulders again, and began to slowly trail down my increasingly smooth arms, to my now delicate hands. My profile couldn’t be described as particularly masculine before, but now I felt positively frail and tiny, even compared to two weeks ago when I first arrived. Her fingers lingered for a moment over my fingertips, and as she delicately traced them, I could feel that they were lengthening into hard, sharp nails.

“Hmm… we’ll have to make sure you don’t rip up anything while you grow accustomed to them. Now let’s check the undersides-oh?”

Another squeak passed my lips as I felt her press down onto something incredibly soft, like a carpet. Only they were attached to my own hands.

“Wh-What’s tha-ahhhhn~”

I whimpered as she pressed down on the spots again, one in the middle of my hand, and one on the underside of each of my fingers. In addition, I felt the bristling of hairs against her soft hands, and feared for a moment that I had grown body hair back.

But no, I knew what it was. And I could feel Lilia’s growing smirk, even without seeing it.

“Miss Iris… you appear to be developing paw pads~”

My developing ears perked up immediately, and the attempt to bring them closer for inspection was thwarted by the chains now holding it in place. Frustration began to mingle with my arousal, and I squirmed helplessly against my bindings. Lilia’s only response was to giggle, and press down on the developing pads once more, eliciting another moan.

“Sweet goddesses above, I will never grow tired of tormenting you, Iris~”

The sadistic edge to her voice sent pleasurable shivers through my body. For a moment my mind considered the possibility of remaining here, as her prisoner, being tormented and teased every day. My entire body shuddered in response. I was hopped up on a cocktail of fear and pleasure, and rapidly growing addicted to the sensation.

Her exploring fingers trailed back up my arms, and lingered on a few soft patches of hairs, which she began to gently stroke. I let out another moan as she petted my soft fur, the sensation sending me up to the heavens once more, and causing more vigorous tail wagging. Though the sensation was new, I dearly hoped that it would soon cover the rest of me, and that Lilia would keep petting me forevermore.

Regrettably, her downy hands eventually left my budding coat, wherein they wandered up to my shoulders. I squirmed as she tickled at the spot, letting out a chorus of giggles that barely registered as belonging to me. Lilia’s giggles intertwined with my own, filling the room with our chorus.

“You know Iris, Wild Magic does have the effect of making the body much more sensitive, but it doesn’t make someone more ticklish.” Lilia’s voice was dripping with delight, and tinged at the edges with that sadistic side I was growing more familiar with.

Wriggling in mortified embarrassment, I could not even cover my face, or turn my head away. Instead I was left to her tender mercy as she tickled under my armpits, and down my fr-

“Ahhhh!” I squealed out loud as her hands quickly encircled my budding breasts, accompanied by a delicate squeeze that sent intense shivers through my body.

“This on the other hand, is much more to be expected. Breast development is on a case by case basis, though I do wonder what sort you will develop, my darling Iris? Will yours be diminutive like mine, or goodly like our Lady~?”

I pondered the question a moment, wondering what size I would enjoy. On the one hand, I didn’t want them to be humongous and get in the way of my research or writings, and I winced at the thought of the back pain that would entail. On the other hand, having them too small wouldn’t be fun either.

“I-I don’t know, maybe somewhere between the both of you? S-Sorry if that’s boring…”

One of Lilia’s hands left my breasts, and gently stroked at my cheek with her thumb.

“It’s your body, and you can develop it however you want to, Iris. It’s not up to me, or to Azalea, or anyone else.” She leaned in closer again, and our noses touched. “Your transitioning journey is your own to decide, Iris.”

From behind my blindfold, tears began to stream down, as a knot of tension I didn’t know I was holding onto began to unfurl. All my life, I’d been told where to go, what I was supposed to do, who I was supposed to be. And now… I could decide those things for myself. I was Already deciding what kind of woman I would be, chained down to a bed, and my body changing in ways I desperately desired.

In that moment of absolute restriction, I discovered I was more free than I had ever been before.

Lilia dabbed away my tears with a handkerchief, and gently kissed me on the forehead. I felt the heat from my cheeks as they turned a bit pink, and Lilia gently stroked them once again.

“Would you like to stop here, or keep going, Iris?”

Part of me felt like it would be appropriate to stop there, after shedding tears it felt like I had ruined the moment. In truth, I felt closer to her than I ever had before, and with the tension gone, my body could focus even more strongly on the roaring fires of arousal that burned through my body.

I vigorously shook my head.

“N-No, I want to keep going. I-If that’s okay…?”

The maid’s smile could be felt without being seen, and my heart soared in response.

“Of course darling~ It would be my pleasure.”

Her hands moved down below my breasts, and my body shuddered in pleasure once more.

*

The screeching sound of a train pulling into the station was soon after accompanied by the chorus of disembarking passengers. The scent of coal still hung in the air as the young man stepped off the train, after his long ride from the Capital.

Glancing down at his pocket watch, the short young man then turned his attention to the mansion up on the hill. The casualty report he’d read a week ago had been quickly accepted by the senior professors at the Academy, but he didn’t believe it so readily.

His old master Lukas was a survivor, and he wouldn’t believe the report until having a chance to speak with Lady Azalea.

After passing a tip to the busser and taking his luggage, Matthew straightened his jacket, and began the long walk up to the mansion.