Reaching Perfection (Franziska Von Karma TG)

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“I can’t believe I have to do this.”

Matt repeated the statement for what felt like the hundredth time, sighing as he clutched his head and groaned in frustration, only having himself to blame for his current predicament. He'd only just finished the last gigantic essay his school had set, working through the night before passing out from exhaustion.

Typically though, things only got worse from there. Since he forgot to set his alarm, he ended up having to rush to class, on one of the worst possible days to run late, his teacher having mentioned for weeks it would be when the next essay would be set, each student choosing one topic out of a list of options to write about.

Because he arrived late, he was stuck with the last topic, the one that everyone else had passed on, dread filling him as soon as he saw it. Since then, he's been staring at the topic, as if it would magically change if he despaired about it enough, Matt groaning as he thought aloud.

"German law. Fucking German law. How the fuck am I supposed to write about German law!? I don't even know the first thing about it! And it's due by next week! Fantastic!"

The entire experience had only been made worse by his asshole of a brother relentlessly making fun of him for how he got into this mess, only adding to the annoyance and frustration that was piling onto him. As much as he despaired over it though, it wouldn’t change that he was stuck having to write it, Matt preparing himself for the worst as he started his research, groaning as he found it even more boring than he imagined.

Nothing about it was staying in his head at all, only giving him a painful headache as he attempted to absorb the information needed from wikipedia and news articles he found, the sheer amount of it far too much for him to process. He already could tell this would be an utter train wreck, unable to finish a single paragraph before giving up.

”Ugh this is going nowhere! I don’t even know where to start with all this! The teachers are already pissed with me for handing the last one in late so I need to make this perfect!”

Normally he’ll have procrastinated the essay and come back to it later, but considering that was what got him into this mess in the first place, he decided it might be best to take a different approach. Thinking of one was easier said than done though, Matt racking his brain for anything that could help him, searching the internet for any good revision techniques or skills that could be useful.

His search and still present tiredness had eventually sent him down some ridiculous rabbit holes, the boy rolling his eyes when he realised his constant browsing had somehow led to some troll site about spells of all things. The page was filled with them, each one supposedly doing something different as he went to click off the page. One caught his eye before he could though, the boy blinking as he read the title out loud to himself.

"Perfectly ace your essays. 100% guaranteed success rate. Huh."

He knew it was fake, but strangely Matt found himself intrigued slightly, idly thinking how much easier the essay would be if he could magic the perfect answer into existence. It wouldn't hurt to click it, surely? After all, this was obviously some kind of troll site, and he had enough antivirus installed just in case this thing was filled with bugs.

Not seeing any harm, he clicked the “spell”, only to be met with nothing but a blank white screen.

”Yep. Not sure what else I expected really. Sigh...”

Matt closed the window with a groan, his thoughts returning to reality as he went back to more professional and sensible websites, directing all his remaining focus to try and take in even the smallest piece of info. With all his concentration on his laptop, it was understandable he missed a faint feeling washing over his body, something faint, alien, yet undeniably pleasant, the boy shifting in his seat in response.

He didn't really process it, assuming the feeling was just a sign of stress or nerves as he continued to type, oblivious that the lack of an obvious start certainly didn't mean that the spell had no effect. It was already washing through him, priming his body for the full effects of the magic, every hair below his eyebrows starting to fade, his skin tingling with newfound sensitivity as it was left soft and flawless.

The buzzing didn't bother Matt though, the boy sighing as he lazily scrolled through the website he had found, settling on something slightly less boring.

"German prosecutor uniforms. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... well this is more interesting than the laws at least… and I suppose it's sorta relevant. Let's see..."

While he slowly read through the article, Matt remained oblivious to the magic's interference even after it reacted to his thoughts, his clothes started to shift around him. The material of his shirt gradually grew tighter, shrinking like it was in the wash as a focused, disciplined black washed out the chaotic red, leaving him squirming from the slight discomfort, hoping moving a bit would remove the weird feelings.

It had no effect of course, the boy eventually just giving up as he returned to his reading, yellow decals and blue gems forming as he read of their significance, instinctively crossing his legs as the bottom of his shrinking shirt extended to cover his ass and cock, almost looking more like a dress. The rest of his clothes soon followed the change in wardrobe, his sleeves extending as they became white and puffy, a bow poofing outwards right as he saw it described in the article.

"Ugh... did it get hotter here or something? Fuck, I should go open a window when I'm done with this page..."

All Matt had noticed was the unusual increase in temperature, even when the changes washed over his pants, the tightness that had infected his new dress hitting it with full force. There was no gentleness this time, the new size introducing itself as harshly as possible, the boy squeaking in shock as his pants suddenly compressed, tightening to unseen levels and crushing his legs for all they were worth.

"G-GAH!? S-SHIT~!"

His curse bordered on a moan, the tightening fabric doing wonders for his smoother and more responsive skin as he shut his eyes in confusion, the pants growing transparent as the material turned to pantyhose, becoming a set of alluring, brown stockings. The awareness of something strange was beginning to sink in as his shoes crushed his feet, the heels rising as trainers became elegant high heels.

What finally tipped him over the edge was his hands, Matt opening his eyes as he felt a cool fabric press against his fingers, looking down in shock as skintight black gloves washed over them like goo. They were just as tight as the rest of the clothes at first, but they were taking it to the extreme, the pressure continuing to build as they shrunk, his thoughts unable to focus for a moment until it released with a painful crack.

The fabric was stronger, Matt squeaking as his hands were moulded to fit the gloves, shrinking into what he could only describe as dainty, petite perfection. He shot up with a start, turning his hands in front of him to confirm if what he was seeing was even real, his eyes turning as wide as saucers when he suddenly became aware of just how drastic his change in wardrobe was.

"W-what... how... m-my clothes!? What the fuck happened to my clothes!?"

His head ached just from him trying to process it all, the boy wincing as sharp pain hit his ears, all too aware of the hanging earrings that had materialised. It was with a start he realised what it was about the clothes that were so familiar, the outfit a perfect match to what he had just been reading about.

"I-I... but this isn't-! C-calm down... calm down... you're just imagining things. I'm just stressed! Y-yeah, that makes sense... I'm just-"

"A complete and utter fool."

He screamed in shock as the voice rang out from all around him, his slim fingers twitching as he looked around in panic for any sign of the controlled, silky, feminine tones that had slipped through his ears. Matt was as alone as he had always been, biting his lip as it unknowingly swelled with newfound plumpness, the boy staggering back as he tried to convince himself again that he was just imagining things from being under press-

"Ha! You continue to persist with that flawed theory. It's a foolish idea. An idea that could only come from a foolish fool of a fool who is extraordinarily foolish!"

The voice was louder this time, talking in a way that made the edges of his brain tingle pleasantly, every syllable making him gasp and moan as they washed though his face. Matt's theories were shattered by the intensity of it, the smug, mocking laughter joined by a multitude of cracks, snaps and pops as his skull was restructured.

Her words had power, each one causing a change in his appearance, his jaw and nose retreating inwards with such harshness he felt like he'd been struck by something, all their broadness gone in an instant. The impact echoed through his cheekbones, snapping them down into appealing arches, his body shivering as his widening warm blue eyes froze to an icy lighter tone.

His eyelashes fluttered as he gasped for breath, blushing when he spotted his throbbing cock tenting his new dress, feeling his face in shock with his gloved hand, instantly noticing that his face had been made completely unrecognisable.

"My, my. Only a foolish virgin of a fool would be so overwhelmed by a simple change in appearance~. It’s almost impressive~. Although I prefer the term pathetic myself~.”

It was a dominating presence, a force that seemed to have taken complete control of him without even trying, Matt whimpering as pressure started to build on his sides, squeezing him like a tube of toothpaste. The boy squealed in alarm, shaking in terror as he tried frantically pulling at the skintight dress, desperate to tear himself free to stop the changes somehow, hating how good it all felt.

”AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!?!?!?!?!!!?!!? W-WHAT THE FUCK~!? W-WHO ARE- WHERE- OH JESUS WHATS HAPPENING TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!?!?!?!?!?!?!”

Matt heard her scoff as his sides finally gave in, collapsing into sexy, feminine curves, his eyes rolling as his cock grew harder than it ever had before. Something in his throat broke from the intensity of his cries, the boy taking a moment to realise his squeaks were identical to the voice in his head as it tutted disapprovingly.

“Oh~? How foolishly typical of a foolish fool, it’s only natural that your foolish brain needs time to process such an improvement to such a flawed form~."

His brain felt cramped, like something was fighting for the space inside, Matt feeling like he might pass out, his heart and cock throbbing in blissful panic, the boy staring at his reflection on the laptop in terror, his eyelashes fluttering as a spark of pleasure finally pushed him over the edge. Whips of cum spurted free from his shaft, a beauty mark forming under his eye to finish his sexy, imposing appearance, his brain flooded with harsh bursts of bliss as he shrieked at the top of his lungs.

"Heh. I see the evidence only supports my claim. As to be expected. Like my appearance, all theories I present are nothing less than perfection~. I suppose I should explain what's happening though... I doubt your foolish mind will be able to figure it out otherwise. How to put this in a way you can understand though... I'm part of the correction process you started. This is simply the easiest and most efficient way of doing so~. But please don’t be alarmed. If anything you should be honoured!"

He could hardly believe what he was hearing, the words refusing to sink in at first as he desperately tried to figure out what she was talking about, his panicked thoughts racing to a realisation. It hit him with a start, his brain tingling with faint bliss powerful enough to turn the roots of his hair the same icy blue that had filled his wide terrified eyes.

"W-wait no! I-I didn't-know the site was real! I thought it was fake! It w-wasn’t supposed to do s-something like this! Please you ha-"

She laughed at his pleas, her icy, uncaring voice sending fear into his soul as he shivered in terror, feeling utterly helpless as more cum spurted from his twitching shaft.

"Are you truly so much of a foolish fool of a fool that you didn’t check the terms of the site before using it!? Bah, such a flimsy motive would never hold up in the courtroom. I see that I’m only doing the world a favour by removing another pathetic fool from it. Something that I see now needs to be taught... harshly!"

Her words were laced with sadistic delight at making him squirm, his face involuntary twisting into an evil smirk as something crashed into his spine with the force of a wrecking ball. It was a miracle he was able to stay upright, his legs wobbling as he caught himself on the wall, tears of bliss falling down his face as his spine was crushed into a feminine curve, forcing him to push out his ass and chest.

"KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!! S-SHIT NONONONONO STOP CHANGING MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!! D-DON'T WAHHHHHHHHNTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!!!!!! T-THIS IS S-SOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKED UP~!!!!!!!! Y-YOU DON'T HAVE TO CHANGE M-ME TO MAKE ME ABLE TO DO THAT ESSAY! YOU D-DON'T! YOU-"

"No. No No. I think the problem is quite clear. The issue isn't that essay. It's the foolish fool writing it! A foolish fool who's currently presenting himself like a needy harlot. How pathetic."

"GAH SHUT UP~! I'M ONLY DOING THIS BECAUSE OF MY BAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHCK HOLY S-SHIT OH FUCK OH FUCK OH SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!!!"

"I don't recall you saying you could talk back. I'm afraid I'll have to penalise you for pointlessly wasting my time~."

It felt like whips were assaulting his legs, violently lashing his muscles and flesh as he was forced to keep standing, too busy squealing to try and argue that wasn't how penalising even worked in court. The fact he knew that like second nature went unnoticed, along with the fact that the information he had been reading about was finally sticking in his head, forming heavy clouds of fog that were engulfing his brain as the soft blue strands spread further.

The weird tingling in his mind was mostly overshadowed by his legs’ transformation, the intense feelings forcing him to buck as the fat inside was ironed out, leaving only the slenderest of limbs behind, perfectly outlined in the skintight leggings. In other circumstances, Matt wouldn't be able to deny how sexy they looked, the sight making his cok throb against his pantyhose covered leg.

They looked weaker than before, but he somehow knew that there was hidden strength lying just beneath the surface, something that was only to be expected, after all a Von Karma can never be anything less than-

"A-AH!? W-WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!? THAT WASN'T MY THOUGHT! THAT WASN'T MY FUCKING THOUGHT! NONONONONOOOOOOOO DON'T CHANGE HOW I THINK PLEASE DON'T-"

"OVERRULED! Be silent, you foolish nothing! There's no plea, or argument you can make to stop this. Accept my ruling that your foolish self is only good for being converted forever. Please remain silent. Any continued resistance would be nothing less than embarrassing~."

She was too good at shutting him up, the confident smirk remaining on his face as her words echoed though his body, curling his toes as his feet shattered into perfect elegance. Matt's head was spinning, memories of his childhood shifting, hundreds of lessons starting to be drilled into his mind as his body twitched and shook involuntarily.

It felt like his brain might burst, the boy losing control of himself for a moment while the invading presence used it like a puppet on a string, curtseying politely as his legs were fully perfected.

"That is my verdict. And you will have to be a very pathetic fool indeed to resist such an overwhelming improvement~. You really shouldn't foolishly reject such a generous gift~. But I'm sure even a fool such as yourself will see sense after the next stage."

He was barely registering her words, his head flooded by the same word pounding into his brain nonstop, disrupting his thoughts, corrupting his wants with a need for victory, for success, a constant never ending desire for perfection. Matt didn't know why he suddenly needed it so badly, feeling his life was being rewritten to make it the end goal, his purpose, making flaws start to annoy him more than anything.

His lack of good grades was making him angry, the thought of being as low as he was disgusting, foolish to even consider, his cock throbbing extra hard as Matt tried to keep hold of himself through the thoughts. There wouldn't be much time for him to dwell on it, more of his interests swallowed up by corruptive lashings that made his thighs burn from delight.

"A-ah~... o-oh u-ummmmmmmmmmm~... o-oh my~... mmmmmmmmmmmmmm~!!!!!!!!!!!!! I-I d-don't... o-oh fuckkkkkkkkkk... s-so good..."

Unsure coos slipped from his lips as his gloved hands travelled down his curves, the boy moaning in conflicted delight as his shaft twitched and throbbed for more, Matt gasping needily as he squeezed his thigh. Each harsh strike of bliss was making them swell, filling his thighs with waves of thick, feminine fat, their growth terribly sensual as they rapidly inflated outwards like a set of jiggly balloons.

It was leaving him speechless, new yet deeply coded childhood lessons teaching him not to make a foolish display of himself, his conflicted moans starting to become satisfied, pleased “yes”’s as his knees knocked together, his cock finding itself imprisoned in a perfect prison of pleasure as his eyes spun from pure ecstasy, the sheer size of them even growing too much for his hips to bear, the bones parting into a flawless hourglass with a definitive SNAP.

”Ah, now that’s a more measured response. I’m relieved to find there is an end for your foolishly foolish activities. How do you like those thighs then fool? Do they blow your foolish mind~?”

”Yessssssssssssssssssss~. Oh fucking gott yesssssssssssssssss~!!!!!! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm p-perfectttttttttttttttt~. So thick and ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!”

Some German slipped out without him even realising, his native language one of the many casualties of his impossibly thick thighs, his weak minded pushover nature finding itself increasingly outnumbered by the spread of dominant sadism. He wasn’t forgetting English, but he found himself much more experienced with the alternative, something that only made him feel even superior than before.

His cock throbbed from between them, spurring out more worthless seed in another foolish display of his body's poor tolerance for pleasure, the sight making him scoff more than moan. She was taking control, her takeover feeling like more of an inevitability every second, Matt's hands eagerly exploring his new, massive hipline as he bit his lip from delight, the boy unable to deny how right and perfect it felt to have thighs this huge.

It was making her takeover even more efficient, past interests washed out by activities they'd been doing all their life, perfection the only goal for them all, the thought of being the best at horse riding, handwriting, evidence gathering and especially prosecuting, making him even harder than ever before. The urge was driving him, the word perfect echoing through his malleable brain and lashing it into proper shape that was fitting for her.

The control was reflected in his hair, the light blue finishing its conquest of the irritative brown, the new soft strands flowing down to her neck. His mind and desires were at war, his arguments and logic in conflict, the boy left an unsure stuttering mess, clutching his head in confused bliss as he was coaxed deeper into perfection.

"N-no... d-don't want... y-your messing with m-my head n-no...  stop p-please... I d-don't l-like.."

"HOLD IT! Tut tut... do you really think I would fall for such an obvious, foolish lie? You want this. You desire perfection now~. You desire me~."

She was right, she was right but he refused to admit it, refused to give into this woman that was taking his body for herself, tears falling down his face as the core of who he was felt increasingly foolish, pointless, in need of removal. Matt knew she was corrupting him, knew the new memories weren't his, but he found himself surprisingly unconcerned with trivial details like that, a pointless fact that would be foolish to dig into any further.

He was putting up a decent fight, but it was certain not to last, another surge of bliss making him squeal as his thighs squished together, his cock spurting out more of his pathetic cum all over the floor. It was all focused in his ass, his eyes widening as he realised what was happening, his panic barely holding back the mindless lust that was threatening to overtake him, the voice scoffing as his slender finger wagged tauntily.

"OBJECTION! You do want this fool. You want it so very bad~. You can feel it can't you~? My will engulfing your pitiful mind. Claiming it. Shaping it into perfection~. Your reactions aren't supporting your foolish statements either. In fact they contadit your testimony entirely~. Go on, foolishly foolish fool. Give in. Give in to my perfection. Don't lie to me. Admit it. Admit just how much you want this~."

Her words were shattering his arguments, destroying his will to fight, his breathing turning heavy as he gasped in need, his eyes spinning, his cock throbbed, his ass starting to inflate against his clothes until he could take no more.

"KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!! I DO~! I FUCKING DO~! I WANT YOU TO TAKE ME OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRR~!!!!!!!! MAKE ME PERFECT~! FLAWLESS~! RUIN THIS FOOLISHLY FOOLISH FOOL MIND OF THIS FOOL BOY AND CRUSH IT WITH YOUR GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOTT YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM BIGGER~! BIGGER~! GIVE ME A FUCKING MASSIVE ASSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

His lies meant nothing to such a perfect truth, the dominant woman destroying them all with harsh lashes of delight, his stomach slenderizing into a powerful feminine core as its contents went tumbling down into his rear. He never wanted it to stop growing, grunting and moaning in smug ecstatic bliss as his ass thickened against the back of his dress, becoming perfectly outlined in the tight material.

It was only thanks to the perfect willpower that he kept himself standing, his mind spiralling deeper into flawless perfection as he tightly grabbed hold of his thick ass. He didn't drool, beg or plead, only saviour the wonderful experience like a properly trained lady should, the thought making him let out a satisfied, smug coo mixed with a teasing giggle, feeling the building thick fat fill his hand further.

In contrast the bulge in the front of his dress was only getting more outlined within it, the growth of his ass greedily taking all the space for itself as pressure began to build on his manhood.

"And there we go. I believe that clears up your contradictions, now doesn't it~? You want this. You want me to replace you forever~. To convert you into the furthest thing from a foolish fool as humanly possible~. Perfection herself~. And you're just so desperate for it aren't you~? To leave behind your foolish foolish existence forever~.”

Matt never wanted his ass to stop growing, the enchanting shape looking unimaginably sexy outlined in her dress, his body shaking from delight as the idea of fighting it was purged. Submissiveness became a foreign concept, dominance the only way to seize the perfection she carved, memories of the pitifully low school reports and results from her old existence going up as Ds and Cs turned to straight As, her IQ rising along with it as she was flooded with smug, dominant delight.

The muscle in her arms withered away to satisfy her desires, brutish muscle having no place on her slender frame, the almost girl cursing in German as the difference between the two identities grew thinner by the second. The strength remained though, instead condensed into tighter, perfect packages that made her moan, Frattsika tightly hugging herself, smirking sadistically as the testimonies of her old life were struck from the record of her perfect mind.

”YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK YES~!!!!!!! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKKKKKKKK~!!!!!!!! MAKE ME SEXY~!!!!!!!!!!! MAKE ME A WOMAN~!!!!!!!!! MAKE ME PERFECT AND LASH AWAY EVERY FOOLISHY FOOLISH FOOL THOUGHT IN MY FOOLISHY FOOLED BRAINNNNNNNNNNN~!!!!!!”

There was no will to fight anymore, only accept everything that Fransika subjected her to, the sheer euphoria somehow reaching even greater heights as her tight hug sent her shoulders crunching down. The best was still only yet to come, the sudden collapse forcing a smug squeal from his lips as his nipples peaked up, begging for attention.

They were an ideal dumping ground for the excess mass from his arms, the fat used for far greater purposes than ever before, filling her chest with much needed mass, inflating into a respectable b-cup. It wasn’t as impressive as her thighs and ass, but it remained just as perfect, her new assets jiggling with thick, womanly fat that felt like heaven against her professional uniform.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~. Yessssssssssssssssssss fucking yessssssssssssss~. Let me t-take control you f-foolish... SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, OH FUCK OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK~!!!!!!!!! YES YOU F-FOOLISH FOOL COCK G-GO BACK IN WHERE YOU BELONGGGGGGGGGGGGGG~!!!!!!!!!”

She didn’t know which voice was screaming but she certainly didn’t care, far more focused on squealing in pure delight as everything was overcome with the depths of endless perfection, feeling her pathetic foolish cock drive inwards. It only managed to get in halfway before coming to a stop, the half shrunken cock straining as it desperately tried to drive in completely.

The failure frustrated her, Fratziska unwilling to accept it while growling in frusations, smirking as she felt something form within in her hand, a long leather whip magically coming into existence from the spell, the feeling of holding it alone making her feel complete.

"Much better~. A Von Karma would be lost without her flawless tool of relieving justice~. And this annoyingly persistent foolishly foolish cock shall be the first to face its wrath!"

She didn't hesitate, striking her manhood with lash after lash from her whip, each one flooding her body with violent surges of bliss as more of her cock was forced inwards. Franziska wailed smugly in ecstasy, savouring each moment of her pathetic's cock's destruction, the last of Matt fully dominated and absorbed into her perfect bloodline the almost woman shouting with each powerful lash.

"GO! IN! ALREADY! YOU FOOLISH! FOOL! COCK! I HAVE NO! NEED! FOR! A-AH~! FUCK~! YES~! G-GO IN HARDER~! YES~! YES~! GOTT~! FUCKING~! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!"

POP~!

It took time, but the neverending assault of pleasure was too much for such a pathetic thing to bear, the cock fully collapsing with a pleasing wet pop as her thick thighs squished together with nothing in their way. It felt like an explosion of rapturous pleasure, her first female orgasm a fitting tribute to her perfection as she gasped and came.

Franziska stood with wobbling legs as she recovered, the last of her superior knowledge and memories settling into her new mind, her eyes closed as she regained her bearings. It only took a moment, her eyes shooting open as she smirked in smug victory, the new woman slamming her foot down meaningfully with a dominant CLAK.

"Ah... at last. Some peace. Oh, I get so tired of all that foolish chatter after a while~."

Her sadistic smile remained on her face as she strolled over to a mirror she noticed, deciding to make sure everything was in order before doing anything else, somehow already knowing that whatever was responsible for this process had left behind a little leftover energy inside her, energy that she could use to make some minor corrections if there was anything she was unhappy with.

As much as she would want to credit her flawless deduction skills for knowing that, it was more than likely a result of what had brought her into existence leaving behind the information in case she decided to use it. Still, how she knew wasn't important, Franziska was more focused on how good it felt to be her, her arrogant grin widening as she admired her reflection, running her hand up her slender perfect leg before resting it on her hip, while stroking her flawless features with the other.

"Oh yes~. Perfect as always~. But why would I expect anything else~? If anything, it's only made more perfect that my body used to be so foolish~. After all, only Franziska Von Karma is free of the foolishly foolish thoughts that plague the fools of this foolish world~."

The sight of her completed body only made her feel more smug, Franziska adoring every feeling and sensation of her new body, loving how marvellously perfect she felt which filled her with arrogant, smug bliss. Now she was in this new world, she would have to make a name for herself as soon as possible, everyone needing to know how perfect she was, whose feet they should grovel at, the woman certain it wouldn't take her long to-

KNOCK

"Hey Matt! Open up! You've been up here for ages! Honestly, why do you get so upset at these kinds of things? I'm just playing ar-AH!?"

The foolish shouts irritated her, the prosecutor's eyes narrowed in fury as she stormed to the door, opened it, and grabbed the foolish pest by the collar in an instant, tossing him onto the bed like the foolish nothing he was. Andrew looked up in shock, blushing in confusion at the strangely dressed blue haired woman that was death staring at him cold enough to freeze something solid.

"W-what the... who a-are... did my brother invite you? I-I'm Andrew do y-you need help looking a-around or anything? W-wow yo-"

"Oh, be quiet. I've had more than enough foolishly foolish statements to deal with today. I haven't got the patience to deal with another idiot."

Her harsh words silenced him, the boy lost for words as his cock hardened slightly in his pants, stammering like an idiot as Franziska rolled her eyes, considering leaving the building and finding somewhere to plan what to do next rather than deal with another pest. It was then a solution came to mind, a combination of the fool's name and the leftover energy still inside her making what to do obvious.

"Actually, there is something a foolishly foolish fool like yourself can do to be more useful to me~."

"R-really? I b-be happy to help any w-way I- ARGH!? A-AH~!"

He was so enchanted by her perfection he didn't notice her grip tightening on her whip, the woman's eyes shining with sadistic glee as she lashed him in the back, a defeating CRACK echoing through the room as he fell to the floor. It hurt, but at the same time, his body was tingling with bliss, the boy's hands feeling his back in a panic, his eyes widening in terror as he felt the unfamiliar curve, his cock hardening further as he heard the steady claks appoarching.

She was too quick for him, slamming her foot into his back and grinding her heel into it as he cried out in confused bliss, the energy shooting though him at an even faster rate than Franziska's own transformation. The changes ripped through him, his skin burning with bliss as his body hair vaporised, his back forced deeper by the grinding heel and forcing fat into his chest that was rapidly becoming more and more sensitive, his mind exploding with pleasure as new  b-cup breasts inflated against the ground.

”GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!! O-OH SHITTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!! OH FUCK OH GAWD WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!?!!?!?????? S-STAHP ITTTTTTTTTT- AHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!“

Franziska reacted harshly, leaning down and forcefully pulling at his hair, her gloved fingers sending the corruptive energy directly into his brain as his browning eyes glazed over. It was messing up his brain, strange thoughts coming to the surface, high school and college seeming so long ago, his shrinking fingers twitching as the profession of a professional secretary  was corded into his psyche.

Andrew wanted to fight it, he really did, but she was already pulling harder, forcing his hair to grow with her own two hands, bringing them all the way down to his ass as the blonde violently engulfed it like a wildfire. His voice felt hoarse from how loud he was screaming, something bursting in his throat as they became much more appealing to listen to, his face rippling as his masculine features were swiftly crunched by the spreading femininity.

Something in his head was robbing him of his will to fight, to resist what was happening to him, his body going limp as it suddenly became so much harder to make decisions for himself, a deep dependence on others engraving itself deep into his core. He whined, his womanly features twisted in an ahegao, his shrinking toes curling as Franziska's hands ran down his body, his sleeves melting away as his shirt shifted into a turtleneck, his pants tightening into jeans as his eyelashes fluttered.

”N-noooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh... s-stop... please, I-I don’t- I-I can’t- I-I n-needddddddddddddddddd~.”

It was happening too fast to fight, something that Franziska was more than eager to exploit, sadistically lashing him again with her whip, the horrific mix of pain and pleasure making him squeal and came as his exposed shoulders smashed down.

”You need someone, don’t you~? It’s so hard doing things by yourself, isn’t it~? Wouldn’t it be better to let someone else make the decisions for you~? Would you like that, Miss Andrews~?”

Her words were only breaking his mind faster, that name alone piercing so many mental walls in seconds, his old life shattering like glass every second as he convulsed wildly. Franziska was grinding her foot harder to emphasise her point, another lash pushing his first name into his surname and adding an S as her impressive muscle melted away.

It was with a terrible, wonderful start that he realised he wanted to melt away too, he wanted to melt into a submissive, dependent plaything for his mistress forever and ever, his body cracking down to be smaller than her as he breathed heavily in conflicted desire, his slim limbs convulsing as Franzsika leaned in close and whispered into his ear.

“Give in~. Give into that dependent nature~. You're not like the others Adrian~. You're anything but a fool~. So don’t start acting like one~. Now give it to your mistress~.”

”I-I- AH- OH- MMMMMMMMMMMMMM N-N- N- GAWD YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!”

She couldn’t fight it anymore, happily screaming her desires as the woman’s smug grin grew wider, another stomp forcing her to stick her ass upwards and legs to slam together as her inflating thighs filled her jeans. Adrian accepted her new name with pride, letting the changes in, happily squishing her thick thighs against her throbbing shaft as she spun into submissive bliss, glasses appearing on her face to add to her beautiful appearance.

“YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESSSSSSSSSSS MISTRESSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!! I’M YOURS~! I’M YOURS~! I’M FUCKING YOURS~! TAKE ME~! TAKE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!”

The sight of her lust crazed sub made Franziska smirk in delight, her delicious looking body ripe for domination and already so close to completion. She handed the finishing touches herself, striking his ass with her whip as she squealed in mindless bliss, each painfully intense strike forcing her rear to swell outwards with inviting layers of fat, only mounting the pressure on her cock. It was inevitable what would happen next, but Fransika had other ideas, flipping the girl over and raising her foot above her throbbing cock.

“Very good Adrian~. Now there’s just this pathetic little thing~. Did you really think a dependent sub like you could get rid of it yourself~? That's unusually foolish of you, dear~.”

”P-please... pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee~. L-let me- I-I fucking needdddddddddddddd~! M-Mistressssssssssssss ple- AHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKING SHITTTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!!!!”

Her cock was trying so hard to thrust inwards, but she had no choice but to obey the dominant woman’s commands, unable to let it go without her permission. She looked down hungrily, a sadistic gleam in her eyes as she licked her lips in a way that made her cum from the sight alone while shivering in need, Franzsika taking her time to answer, making the begging squirming mess wait as long as possible.

”What a needy mess you are, Miss Andrews. Stuck dealing with that pathetic manhood of yours. Unable to even do that yourself~. How sad~. Do you need my help to take care of that disgusting thing~?”

Adrian nodded desperately and frantically, her feminine face wet with tears as she expelled more of her seed, breathing heavily as she whined and whimpered. It was all Fransika needed to see, the woman suddenly bringing her heel down, stomping her cock and making her wail in pure euphoria.

She grinded it back into her, slowly forcing it in bit by bit, the mess of a girl squealing madly as her old foolish life was utterly washed away by waves of pure pleasure. Adrian couldn’t stop cumming, spurting out a mess of clear fluids and cum as her eyes spun, only letting out a little whimper as her cock was finally forced in all the way, gasping as she was fucked with a high heel and came for the first time as a woman.

“KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH F-FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK~!!!!!!!!!!!!! YESYESYESYESYESYES I’M ADRIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN~!!!!!!!”

She was still afterwards, gasping for breath as Franzsika raised her foot bringing it to the floor with a clak as she smirked in victory, loving what she was seeing of her new plaything, the result more than worth using the leftover energy. She leaned down, grabbing hold of her submissive lover's arm, not bothering to wait until she was recovered, making it clear she wanted more now and her sub knew better than to question that.

“Ahhhhhhhhh... isn’t that better Miss Andrews~? I can’t imagine you liking not being dependent on me now after all~. Especially in that foolishly foolish male body~. It really shows my perfection that I managed to make anything out of it, wouldn’t you say~?”

“Y-yesssssssssssss... perfect y-your perfect... I’m your s-subby girlfriend p-plaything... fuck I’m so... d-dependent on y-you... s-so... n-need..."

Adrain collapsed against her lover, stroking Franziska's perfect features, wrapping her legs around the other woman's, leaning against her as she readied to be ravaged like her mistress wanted.

“Good girl~. Now how about we have some fun together, Miss Andrews~? We have plenty of time to get reacquainted now don't we~?"

She didn't give her the chance to reply, hungrily kissing her on the lips and dominating her sub without even trying, ready for a long night of passion before they both set about planning what to do in this new world. That uncertain future didn't concern Franziska right now though, the woman smirking at the idea, knowing she would be as perfect as ever no matter what she faced.