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“Alright, alright! We need to establish some boundaries first!”

“Boundaries? Boundaries when you haven’t even introduced yourself to me?”

“And who was the one who decided to suck me off in the middle of the night?!”

“You better have enjoyed it!”

It would just be hours after Mighty and Wisp met for the second time after the white cat woke up to a snake slipping into their shorts. Now the two were on the couch; Wisp was trapped in a holy salt circle while Mighty was preparing to commune with the Shadow God again. Aside from the creepy and cryptic dreams Mighty was having, he had no idea what to do with Wisp as he wasn’t able to piece together that his frequent dreams signaled Wisp’s eventual arrival.

“Come on, why don’t you just take my word for it? Just let me out so I can serve you already!”

“Serve me by sucking me off in the middle of the night? Yeah, no thanks. We’re talking to my master about this.”

“Boooooo! You’re so boring! Who cares about that old fart? Let’s have fun already!”

“I need to know how to keep you on a leash in case you turn on me for no reason.”

“Pfft. I won’t. Just trust me already!”

While enduring Wisp’s incessant whines, Mighty prepared the ritual circle in the living room. Once again, he prepared five candle sticks, placed them in a star pattern, and prepared to call for the Shadow God. Luckily, it seemed that the Shadow God was expecting Mighty, and with a quick burst of shadow, time froze, and the surrounding area turned gray as Wisp and Mighty prepared to meet the Shadow God. As the shadows elongated into tendrils and blotted the white sunrise peering through curtains, Mighty noticed that Wisp’s complaining immediately died down and that the snake’s eyes were blown wide and their body stiff as a rod of iron.

“Hehe, looks like someone’s bravado completely evaporated~”

“S-Shut up, brat! Grr… I’ll make you pay once this is over…”

The room is eventually plunged into a void, the furniture and room disappearing completely and being replaced by an unending darkness. And in the very next second, the familiar silhouette of the Shadow God emerged to meet the two. Mighty was happy to see the unsettling form of two disembodied hands and a goat skull of his master while Wisp was completely the opposite, instead hiding behind Mighty’s legs once the void also erased the holy circle that trapped him.

“G-Good morning, master! I’d like to ask about this perverted little reptile that came crawling into my bedroom last night!”

“AH. THE THORN. YES, I HAD DECIDED TO GIVE HIM A SECOND CHANCE.”

“You d-did? I-I guess that–”

“DO NOT WORRY, MY SHADOW-TOUCHED CHILD. I HAVE STRAIGHTENED THIS ABERRATION OUT. ISN’T THAT RIGHT, MY LITTLE WORTHLESS SOOT?”

“Y-Yes, yes, master!”

In a surprising turn of events, Mighty caught a glimpse of fear coming from Wisp for the first time. It was completely unexpected coming from a snake that had so confidently defeated him while remaining fearless until the bitter end. Whatever had happened between Wisp and the Shadow God must have been enough to really set the shadow elemental straight. Mighty knew shadow magic could be used to instill fear and potentially brainwash people so he could only imagine that Wisp must have gone through the willpower training he would have with the Shadow God yearly, but multiplied to a thousand-fold. Or perhaps the Shadow God had simply threatened obliteration. Both would probably make anyone compliant.

“ALTHOUGH I DO RECOGNIZE THAT THIS SOOT IS NOT SINLESS, IT DOES NOT MEAN GOOD CANNOT COME FROM HIS HEART. I’M SURE YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT THAT, MY CHILD.”

“Of course, master! Everyone deserves a second chance! But… it was a shame that Wisp’s pride was his downfall.”

“Hey! It wasn’t–”

“SILENCE!”

“Eep!”

“Oookaay… Well, back to what I was saying, I did intend to give Wisp a second chance, but he forced my hand, so I had to slay him. But the strangest thing is that I should have lost as I had been thoroughly absorbed after… being defeated through sex. However, a group of Elemental Spirits came to me and saved me from the void I was floating in, allowing me to escape Wisp’s body and materialize into my fighting form through the skull charm Wisp was still carrying at that time.”

“Elemental Spirits?”

“AH. THE LITTLE SOOT’S FRIENDS. IT WAS NOT EASY PIERCING THEIR MINDS AND DREAMS TO CALL FOR THEIR HELP. BUT I AM GLAD THEY REALIZED THE URGENCY OF THE SITUATION WITHOUT NEEDING COMPLICATED PERSUASION.”

The mention of other Elemental Spirits immediately caused Wisp to surge forward ahead of Mighty and right before the Shadow God where he reformed to his full self and demanded to know more.

“Hey, hey, hold on! Don’t tell me it’s my old friends!”

“SPEAK UP WITHOUT PERMISSION AGAIN AND I WILL TURN YOU INTO ONE OF MY TEETH, LITTLE SOOT.”

“Alright, master, please don’t be too harsh on Wisp! I’ll… err… get his ego under control. But on the topic of how I survived, is there… anyway I could give my thanks to these elementals?”

“THEY LIVE A FEW MOUNTAINS AWAY. YOU CAN VISIT THEM AT ANOTHER TIME. HOWEVER, REMEMBER THE DATE TODAY.”

“The date? The date… Gah! It’s my political debate against Phos!!!”

“I AM STILL DEEPLY SUSPICIOUS AS TO WHY THE PARAGON OF LIGHT WOULD ACT WITH SUCH VILE INTENT THAT WOULD MAKE A SEWER RAT PUKE. IT WAS AS IF SEVERAL DEMONS COALESCED INTO ONE AND HID IN A BEAUTIFUL MORTAL SHELL. EVEN IF YOU DO NOT SWAY THE HEART OF THE MASSES TODAY, I NEED YOU TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS AS THE GOD OF LIGHT REFUSES TO SPEAK TO ANYONE.”

“Alright, I’ll get to it, master.”

“AND BEFORE YOU GO, MAKE SURE TO UTILIZE THE LITTLE SOOT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. IF HE BECOMES DISOBEDIENT, DO NOT HESITATE TO CALL UPON ME. HIS FIRST MISTAKE OF INSUBORDINATION WILL ALSO BE HIS LAST, SO USE YOUR JUDGMENT WISELY.”

With the meeting over, the Shadow God retreats into the darkness while time freezes and the room returns to normal. When Mighty woke up, he found the magic circle where Wisp was trapped pooling with dark goo. And when Mighty approached it, it smelled incredibly musky with an underlying hint of coal.

“Was he literally sweating buckets?!”

“Gasp! Fuck! Fuck that guy! Fuck him!!!”

“Haha! So you were really scared shitless!

Wisp wakes up right after and immediately reabsorbs his goo sweat before glaring daggers at Mighty. Clearly, the snake was more embarrassed about being seen as more frightened than they let out, especially with the way Wisp swiftly grew tendrils to try and pierce the holy circle.

“Let me out, brat! I’m gonna kill you for witnessing my–”

“Nuh uh! Remember what my master told you! One call to him about your behavior, and he’ll turn you into a dental implant!”

“Grr… Then? Are you just going to keep me here all day while you do your stupid human routine?”

“Well… No, but I also need you to cooperate with me! Trust me, it’ll be better if you practice some restraint, so I don’t need to keep you on a shadowy leash.”

“Kinky kitten. I’ll fucking put you on a leash.”

“Oh, behave!”

After gathering his belongings, primarily his small satchel of supplies, money pouch, and rapier Erebus, Mighty makes the tough decision to finally clear the holy circle that has trapped Wisp. Wisp seemed to have arrived at an incredibly weakened state, so the shadow elemental wasn’t able to escape even if they tried. But once Mighty erased the magic circle, they, surprisingly, just formed into their small one-eye blob form before growing small bat wings to fly.

“Are you going to behave?”

“I am. Now, get a move on before I grow bored!”

“Hey! Don’t order me around! We’ll get breakfast first!”

“I don’t need to eat.”

“But I do, so you’re coming with me either way. And who knows? Maybe you’ll like my friend Stanley’s pastries.”

It was surprising that Wisp actually cooperated after a few back-and-forth shouts so Mighty just shrugged his shoulders and went on their way to the café. The sky was cloudy and the morning sun was warm, a perfect day for Mighty’s debate today. The streets of the Central Continent were bustling with activity like always. From children running, paperboys advertising the latest news, and adventurers chasing down a wild slime through a crowd, the Central Continent had no shortage of day-to-day life. These sights brought a smile to Mighty’s face but Wisp? Not so much…

“Ugh… The sun is irritating… Do you have an umbrella or something?”

“What’s wrong with the sun?”

“I can’t be in the sun, idiot. I’m gonna burn up like a kid who accidentally ate dragon chili. And your constant shifting makes it hard to stay in your shadow.”

“Why don’t you hide in my bag then?”

“Hmph. I guess it’ll also block out the sight of all these humans.”

Despite his compliance, Wisp still held resentment towards humans. Sure, on that fateful evening, he caught a glimpse of the good side of humanity. However, he was still skeptical of its rotten side. The sight of humans and beasts just casually going about the day made Wisp’s little stomach churn as he close-mindedly compared them to the ones that had wronged him in his mind. But for now, he chose to shut off those thoughts and try to convince himself that humans and beasts weren’t all evil by befriending the victor of their battle.

“We’re here! You can come out now, you silly shadow blob!”

“No! I told you, I don’t need to eat!”

The two eventually reach the café, the scent of which entices Wisp to peek out of Mighty’s bag. The satchel now looked like it had been corrupted by Wisp, turning Vanta black and sprouting watchful eyes scrutinizing everyone in the café. As Mighty approached the counter, the ever-skeptical Wisp did not waste time scanning the area for any dangerous-looking people. From school children eating with their parents to old grandmas picking out croissants, Wisp was on guard for any potential attacks. But Wisp’s protectiveness wasn’t for self-preservation now but something akin to care and a hint of possessiveness.

“Good morning, Stanley!”

“Hey! Good morning to you too, Wisp!”

“I’d like to get a cup of mocha coffee, two sausage breads, and– H-Hey! Relax!”

“There’s a suspicious-looking woman there, Mighty!”

“Where?”

“There! Huh?! I swear there was–”

“Quiet down, and get back in my bag! Stanley, just prepare the meals. I’ll explain later.”

When Mighty thought about Wisp’s rehabilitation, he did expect it to have some troubles, but he didn’t expect that problems would arise so soon through Wisp seemingly freaking out about a windowsill table with a finished tray. Mighty quickly paid and got out of the line to avoid further suspicions and embarrassment before settling down on a table and placing his “corrupted” bag onto the table, letting Wisp’s lone eye peek out.

“What is your problem, man?! Nothing has even happened!”

“There was a girl here shooting daggers at you! Believe me, you stupid brat!”

“Right. You’re probably just anxious. Did my master make you lose sleep?”

“I’ll show you! Hmph!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you’re probably just looking for a distraction to perform some mischief…”

“I swear to my dark soul, cat, that a woman was staring at you from that table.”

“Ugh… Just quit it…”

“I’m serious!!!”

Stanley, the dog beast barista of the café, eventually serves Mighty personally. Two delectable plates of sausage rolls, their golden brown skin glistening against the morning light while smelling absolutely irresistible. The mocha coffee was similarly delectable, decorated with a perfect cat caricature of Mighty’s face. But instead of moving on to other customers, Stanley surprises the cat by sitting on the empty seat in front of them.

“Care to talk to me about your new talking bag?”

“S-S-S-Stanley! S-Shouldn’t you be manning the till?”

“I have employees for a reason. So, who were you talking to earlier? The voice was awfully grouchy. I’m guessing this extra sausage roll is for them?”

“What do you want, you mutt?! Are you looking to take a chance at my brat?!”

“Wisp!”

“Woah! The bag really talks!”

Without any provocation to speak of, Wisp’s leather strap tendrils surged forward to bind Stanley’s wrists together before two more wrapped around the dog beast’s swole neck. However, Stanley was built like a brick wall, a fluffy, cuddly brick wall, and Wisp’s weakened state couldn’t even put pressure on the dog beast’s body.

“Hngh! A powerful foe!”

“Wisp! Stop it! Ugh, I’m so sorry about that, Stanley! Let me just, pull away these tendrils…”

“Interesting… A shadow bag friend with a defense mechanism! What’s his name? And when did you get him?”

“Wisp is… not a bag… Remember the shadow elemental I had taken care of two weeks ago? This is him.”

“Woah! I remember that! There were shadow crystal bombs planted across the city, right? And this guy was the perpetrator! So why do you have him as your bag now?”

“He has just integrated into it as he can’t really go into direct sunlight.”

“Oh, so your name is Mighty, huh, brat?”

“I told you my name already! At least, I think I did… Anyway, Wisp is here because my master has shown mercy by reviving him and making him serve me for the greater good.”

“Your master, as in, the Shadow God, right? If this is the same elemental you were talking about, then your master truly is quite powerful. Say, how will you make sure they stay in line? They did just try to bomb the capital two weeks ago.”

“Don’t worry, my master has threatened oblivion on him.”

“Stop reminding me of that!”

“Aaanyway, what’s your agenda for today? Isn’t your political debate with Phos today? She’s quite the feisty girl, and so keen on getting intelligent monsters kicked out which is a problem for the shopping and market districts. Intelligent monsters are crucial for other business owners as they’re sometimes the only ones able to supply specific monster parts for food ingredients or material goods. Especially the magenta slimes. Although they can mimic any race to present themselves as a human or beast, they’re still classified as intelligent monsters. Don’t even get me started with my baker friend next door! He might be a tentacle making questionable mana-increasing bread, but he’s still quite friendly!”

“Yeah… It’s… hard to go against her. She’s incredibly charismatic. Unnaturally too. She’s popular with nobles and business owners, but luckily she hasn’t swayed adventurers and common people. It’s like an uphill battle, but I know I can convince everyone that we can all live in harmony together. Isn’t that right, Wisp?”

“Grr… Right… Can we eat already?”

“You said you weren’t hungry?”

“Then why did you buy two sausage rolls?!”

The conversation continued with Mighty explaining his struggles with going up against his political opponent to Stanley while Wisp slithered out of the bag in his snake form to eat his sausage roll in one gulp. It was still only 9 AM, and the debate was to happen at 11 so Mighty and Stanley talked about how to rebut potential points of arguments against Phos. However, as the clock ticked and the sun rose, clouds began to gather overhead until rain started trickling down by 10:30 AM.

“Oh dear… Stanley, I think Wisp and I have to go.”

“Right… It’s almost time. I’ll be there to watch, friend!”

“Wait, where’s my sausage roll? Wisp!”

“What? You weren’t eating it, and I was hungry!”

“Damn it!”

Before leaving, Mighty gulps down the rest of his coffee before stuffing his gluttonous companion back into his bag and dashing out of the front door with a bell ring. Pulling up the hood of how cowl, Mighty splish splashes across the increasingly wet road to reach the city square, only to find out that the debate has been cancelled due to the weather. However, there were still a few people there, including his rival who immediately spotted him.

“Hey! That’s the girl I saw!”

“Wait, you saw Phos in the café earlier? Ah! Quick, hide in my bag!”

Phos is incredibly confrontational, which Mighty knew all too well, forcing Wisp back into his satchel to hide his companion as the girl strode forward, red irises wide open with diamond pupils and a radiant white halo on their back protecting them from the falling rain. And so before Mighty stood a cat who could only be described as the extremes of a rose. She was 6’6” with a beautiful petite figure, wore a red and blue skirt and top, two vibrant halos acting as hair ties, and sported long white twin-tail hair that contrasted perfectly with their dark fur. Beneath that facade was a cold, heartless xenophobe who wouldn’t even stand being in a room with another intelligent monster and pricked any hand that tried to sway her beliefs.

“Hello there, little kitty~ Are you lost~? The event has been postponed for tomorrow~”

“Quit it, Phos.”

“Oh please, a little theatrics never killed anyone. Anyway, are you ready to fade into obscurity, little kitten?”

“The desire for equality won’t end with me. Besides, there is still the election day. Even if you somehow convince everyone that your way is ‘better’, the common people who didn’t attend still have the final say.”

“I can say the same to you. But whatever. There’s no use wasting my saliva on a little boy. A little boy who can’t even look a woman straight in the eyes when they’re talking to him.”

“Tch. Why don’t you try blinking next time?”

“Bahahaha! Now, why would I take my eyes off my prey?”

“You’re sick, Phos. But I know there’s something deeper about why you’re like this.”

“Oh please, I am who I am. There is no deeper reason here. I am Phos, the Light Paragon, entrusted with keeping the world safe, especially from deceptive monsters trying to fit in with humanity so they can kill us all one day.”

“They’re not all like that!”

“But some undeniably are, and I’m not the one to let a problem fester until it’s too late. Nip the bud of the problem before it becomes uncontrollable as they say. Run along now, Mighty, you have hell to prepare for tomorrow~”

With that final taunt, Phos disappears into light and beams into the sky to an unknown location, leaving Mighty infuriated and sopping wet as the rain grows into a thunderstorm. Wisp, having heard their conversation, slowly creeps out of the satchel as a snake and wraps around Mighty’s neck. The cat expected a witty remark or an insult, but when they looked at their companion, they saw a determined, serious expression. Wisp undeniably realized that this must be one of the humans and beasts he should be wary about and silently vowed that he would take the black cat down, with or without Mighty’s help if needed.

“H-Hey…”

“I see it now. That’s who we should be wary of. I expect a fight might be unavoidable in the future. We must prepare before she strikes first.”

“Wisp! There won’t be any fighting involved! We’ll be having a civil debate about–”

“There’s nothing civil about desiring to remove the innocent. This is pure evil, cat. I saw we should kill her in her sleep tonight.”

“Wisp! I can’t be plotting to kill political opponents, let alone a fellow Elemental Paragon!”

“A paragon too, huh? They must serve a twisted god. Their cold wide eyes and hollow smile were all I needed to know that a legion of demons must be hiding beneath their mortal shell.”

“Okay, okay, let’s just go home and relax! Don’t think about murder and don’t think about how skewed Phos’ beliefs are! Just save the latter for tomorrow!”

“I need to prepare you, kitty. We must train back home. Now.”

By just eavesdropping on one conversation, Wisp’s unruly and careless demeanor straightened to a focused and calculating one. He finally found someone who could be the perfect recipient of his resentment towards humans and beasts. It wasn’t an unnamed politician he made up in his head. It was a real person with a similar hatred for “monsters” like him, and he was keen on putting Phos down as a first step to ridding the world of hate towards his own kind. Wisp does acknowledge that killing Phos wouldn’t sit right with Mighty so he will have to compromise with potentially getting Phos imprisoned instead.

And so the two left the square and headed back home to train. Mighty still didn’t know what kind of training Wisp meant, but he assumed it was probably magic training. Not all paragons are made equal, especially with the element of light being naturally stronger against shadow, so if it really came down to an unavoidable battle, Mighty would have to be twice as strong as he was now to be able to defeat Phos. But since Mighty still didn’t like the idea of having to fight a political rival, he hoped that the training Wisp wanted to put him through was how to articulate his speech to be calm and persuasive and how to respond to claims and questions just as Mighty and Stanley practiced.

“Hold on! The perfect store for getting training equipment! We wouldn’t have to stop by here if I wasn’t reduced to such a miniature state.”

“Huh? The perfect store? Wisp, this is a sex shop! We won’t find training equipment inside! I have a big holy diamond back home that I use to train the intensity of my shadow magic. We can use that instead!”

“We have to be ready for a battle of attrition. Light beats dark, so we can only outlast her. Head inside, I’ll tell you what to buy.”

“We are NOT heading inside! How do you even know what a sex shop is? Aren’t you a wild elemental spirit– Gah! Hey!!!”

Growing tendrils that latch onto the door handle of the sex shop, Mighty stumbles forward thanks to Wisp’s careless dragging. Mighty quickly picked themselves up from the wet floor, using thousands of microscopic shadow tendrils to twist their shorts and cowl to wring out water. Once he was up, Mighty was immediately met with the scent of rubber mixed with a fruity aroma and the petrichor from the doorway moisture.

“Umm… I have never been here before…”

“Enough stammering. I’m taking your coin pouch and picking out training gear.”

“Hey! My money!”

Before Mighty could prevent his pouch from being stolen, Wisp jumped out of his satchel and slithered into a clothing aisle. Mighty tried to catch the escaping serpent but the shopkeeper quickly grabbed him by the hood of his cowl, clearly suspicious of a short thin cat suddenly arriving at an adult-only place.

“Hey! Kids aren’t allowed– Wait a minute, aren’t you the paragon guy? I mean, the second paragon guy around here? There’s that creepy girl and then a…”

“Yes! I am Mighty, the Shadow Paragon! I accidentally stumbled inside after my familiar rudely dragged me in here! And I’m so sorry, but I’m not interested in buying any of your products. I only wish to catch my companion and return home!”

“Ah, I’ll help you with that!”

The clerk, a black dragon with purple horns and yellow tattoos, swiftly helped Mighty up to try and catch Wisp. Meanwhile, Wisp was in the very back of the sex shop carrying a basket filled with bondage gear and all kinds of sex toys. Mighty and the clerk chase after Wisp’s silhouette, but by the time the two catch up to it, Wisp is already at the front counter looking for the cashier.

“Hellooooo? Could I get some service here?!”

“Wisp! Put those back, right now!”

“These are your training gear, brat! We have to buy them because I don’t have enough mass to copy them!”

“Okay, freaking explain to me how ‘these’ are training items. There is noooo way these are possibly training items unless the training you’ll be performing is submission training and if so I’m not letting that happen.”

“Umm… Actually, sir, your companion here… might have a point.”

The clerk suddenly speaks up, surprising Mighty with the fact that Wisp’s desire to purchase kink gear might have some basis. Returning to the counter, the clerk takes a small notebook and some pince-nez glasses to read and skim it, swiftly flipping through the contents until they finally land on their desired page.

“Right here, sir. Frequent orgasms from in short periods of time train the individual’s magic energy capacity. However, it is incredibly dangerous, needing some sort of method for continuous arousal and lots of caloric intake. If someone tries to train their magic energy capacity through this method, they may become thin and malnourished.”

“I told you these are training gear!”

“Wait, wait, wait, wait! This cannot be real! A-And even if it was, can’t I just use my hands? Look at the price tags on these! Fifty silver pieces for a single aphrodisiac potion and Wisp took ten of these! Five gold pieces for a magic chastity belt? Ten pieces for– What even is this? A rubber dog hood? And fifty gold pieces for this small latex suit! What’s latex?! Why do I need all of this?! I don’t even have enough money in hand for all of these!!!”

“Aphrodisiac potions because I’m not strong enough to prod your mind again, a magic chastity belt because I’m not strong enough to plug your urethra, and a latex suit because I don’t have enough mass to envelop you and make your skin sensitive. Besides, I’m sure we can have this on a down payment, right?”

“Yes, you can have these on a down payment!”

“No, no, no! We aren’t buying these–”

“We’ll be buying the aphrodisiacs and chastity belt up front. The price of the latex suit will be put on a down payment! Here, take the money! Come on, brat, let’s get moving!”

“Heeeeyyy!!!”

Once again, Mighty wouldn’t have a chance to react as Wisp stuffed their purchase into a box and ran away, forcing Mighty to, unfortunately, pay for their new gear before chasing after the snake. Now that the rain has covered up the sun, Wisp easily escapes into the streets as a swift slithering shadow while Mighty loses breath from running. The two eventually wind up back to their apartment complex, Wisp turned the tip of his tail into a key and headed inside before Mighty as the shadow snake seemed to be more enthusiastic about the unboxing rather than the training.

“Look at these BEAUTIES! 100% stretchy shadow slime that efficiently conducts magic like copper and electricity, aphrodisiac potions with 39% Lust Lily purity, and this rune-engraved size S chastity cage with denial enchantment. Oh, this gear set will create the most powerful hero this land will ever see!”

“Huff… huff… I forgot how fast shadow-stepping– or rather, shadow-slithering, can be! Wisp! Explain all of this!”

“Right away! So, basically, as the clerk said, repeated draining of magic energy through orgasms will increase your magic energy capacity. But by holding an orgasm in and draining your energy in one go, the training would be 10x more effective!”

“Huh? (His voice is filled with eagerness and a hint of genuine care… There’s no way his intentions have changed in such a short time. This must be a trick. Unless…)”

Before the cat even dared to don the latex suit Wisp had carelessly bought with his money, Mighty rushed over to his bookshelf of assorted literature. From the history of technology to the folklore of The Frozen Crypt to the north, Mighty’s bookshelf had everything. This would also include a book about magic biology, which he had just ordered a month ago but forgot to read. He quickly scanned the table of contents, and after flipping to the page about magic training and conservation, he was shocked to find that Wisp and the clerk had been telling the truth.

“Repetitive draining of magic energy through orgasms… train the testes and seminal vesicles to produce more potent sperm and semen… Sperm from thoroughly trained testicles can mature in the epididymis within minutes, and trained seminal vesicles can produce semen with the viscosity of honey?! This is insane!”

“But it’s true, you stubborn brat. Now, sit down and wear these. It’ll expedite the training process while making it incredibly pleasurable.”

“No way! (There isn’t even any hint of seduction! Just direct orders!) I-I’m not a kinky freak! I’d never train using these! And stop being paranoid! We won’t be fighting Phos tomorrow or ever!”

“I’m going to whip you into shape like how I trained the humans and beasts who sought us out for strength and guidance many years ago. And since you’re obviously already incredibly fit, I’m looking at your abs, we’ll go straight to magic energy training.”

“Eep! S-Stay back, Wisp! (But why does it feel so… e-enticing?!)

Since Mighty understandably refused to cooperate with using Wisp’s kinky implements, the shadow snake had to get creative with its persuasion without forcing Mighty again. Despite his limited mass and power, Wisp possessed the latex suit and pup hood, his shadowy goop connecting the two pieces of clothing via shadow tendril stitches. The latex that pooled on the couch quickly inflated and animated as Wisp’s signature eyes covered the entire body. And so with this temporary larger form attained, Wisp approached Mighty as the living latex suit, not with a predatory gait, but with calm and measured steps, not to force but to coax the cat into cooperation.

“Wear me so that we can start the training.”

“What the hell am I even looking at…”

“What do I have to do to convince you that I won’t betray you?”

“It’s not that! It’s just that… I’m not used to sex…”

“Then I’ll give you a proper taste.”

“Ehh… o-okay… (I’m really agreeing to this, I’m really agreeing to this, I’m really agreeing to this, I’m really agreeing to this???)”

Behind hesitant gasping breaths was a Mighty who was becoming slowly intrigued by the idea of wearing latex again. Of course, since the first time it happened, Mighty was forced to wear it. But this time, it was in a safer environment with the invisible protection of the Shadow God thanks to Wisp’s deal with the deity. And so Mighty removed his cloak and shorts until he was in his cloth thong which was already bulging thanks to Mighty’s growing arousal. A damp spot had also formed already, and when Wisp saw it, he couldn’t help but give a chuckle through the possessed pup hood’s rubber muzzle.

“Good. Now, open the zipper behind my back and step your feet in. My tentacles will guide you.”

“A-Alright… (It’s so warm and moist… I hope it doesn’t smell like saliva or stomach juices…)

Completely unlike his calm and pure self, Mighty held the hips of the possessed latex suit with a hesitant yet curious grip, his paw pads grazing against the suit’s electrifying texture before he raised a foot

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