I was unable to utter a single word as I stared at the sight unfolding directly before my eyes.

  Perfectly groomed, pink, and glistening with seeping nectar - her femininity was so close I could feel the heat radiating from it. In some twisted, almost masochistic way, I felt a sudden surge of pride. The sight of one of the most powerful beings in the world so visibly aroused by my presence made my heart hammer frantically.

  That pride, however, vanished in a heartbeat when I realized my own pathetic situation. I felt a violent erection painfully strain the fabric of my pink, silky panties. I was reminded of every humiliating element of my attire: the frilly pink dress, the white gloves, and that cursed bell on my tail that chimed softly with my every tremor.

  Lilith let out a low moan, seeing me stare at her with a mixture of terror and infatuation. She spread her legs to the full width of my body, giving me an ideal view of her intimacy.

  “Give your Mistress a kiss, kitten,” she whispered, her voice vibrating with lust.

  Before my mind could even think to protest, the mechanics of the [Sve] css took control. My body leaned forward without the slightest hesitation. I felt my short skirt ride up, exposing my stockings and garter belt. I brought my face to her damp cleft and pressed a delicate, reverent kiss against her.

  I didn't even have time to catch my breath after the gesture. Before I could pull back, I felt her hand cmp firmly onto my long, pink hair. Lilith was no longer being gentle. She jerked my head forward, pressing my mouth and nose directly into her pulsing femininity.

  “Lick, pet,” she commanded, and I tasted the fvor of her arousal on my tongue.

  Without hesitation, under the influence of her order and the overwhelming power of the [Sve] css, I immediately extended my tongue. In that moment, my desire to taste her became stronger than any shame or the remaining shreds of human pride.

  My first lick was shy - I had no experience in this, so my movements were uncertain, almost infantile. But as soon as I felt the first contact with her burning body, something inside me snapped.

  I began to p at her with increasing enthusiasm, and my senses nearly exploded. The taste of Lilith’s juices was overpowering - I felt a sweet-yet-spicy essence on my tongue that acted like the strongest drug in the world. It was no wonder; Lilith is the most powerful succubus to ever walk this earth, and her fluids were a pure concentrate of desire and magical addiction.

  I felt like every drop I drank made me crave more. I sucked and licked at her wet heat, the bell on my tail jingling in a frenzied rhythm.

  “Exactly like that, my kitten... lick your Mistress with that little cat tongue of yours,” Lilith moaned, throwing her head back in pure ecstasy.

  I could feel her body trembling under the texture of my tongue. My new, feline tongue was unique - slightly rough - which, combined with her incredible sensitivity, gave her immense pleasure. Lilith squeezed her eyes shut, her golden aura fring brighter as she basked in the sensation.

  “I hope you enjoy this position, sweetling,” she whispered, her voice a promise and a threat all at once. “Because once you gain your new css, this cat tongue of yours will be spending a lot more time down here.”

  I wanted to answer her, but her hand still held my hair in a tight grip, pinning my face to her wet crotch.

  “Mmmmmph~!” was the only muffled groan that managed to escape my mouth, which was now completely filled with her nectar.

  Unconsciously, I felt my [Submissive] talent activate. In an instant, my only mission was to provide her with the greatest possible bliss. I moved my tongue deeper, desperately seeking her clitoris, just to hear another moan of praise from her lips. My white-gloved hands instinctively tightened on her thighs as I lost myself entirely in her taste.

  “Oh, Oh! Good girl, keep going. You love pleasing your Mistress, don’t you?!” Lilith groaned, her voice vibrating with mounting tension.

  I felt her hand on the crown of my head, her fingers raking through my long pink hair. Suddenly, her grip tightened, and her gaze sharpened, becoming predatory and dominant.

  “Mmm, look up, kitten. I want to see your eyes when I cum,” she commanded.

  Under the compulsion of the [Sve] css, my body reacted instantly. I raised my gaze, meeting her burning golden eyes, while my tongue didn't stop working for even a second. I felt like I was in a trance. Though I didn't want to admit it, the taste of her was better than anything I had ever drunk - even the milk from the bottle was no match for this addictive nectar.

  My slightly rough, feline tongue moved faster now. I focused entirely on her favorite spot, where her moans grew the loudest. I watched Lilith tense her entire body, her toes curling in ecstasy. She began to rock her hips back and forth, desperately seeking my touch, as her juices began to spill over my cheeks and onto the colr of my outfit.

  “Oh fuck, oh fuck, yes... eat me, you horny little sweet-slut. Take your Mistress’s cum!” she screamed, losing the st of her self-control.

  Suddenly, almost painfully, she pressed my face to her with both hands. I felt a violent contraction of her muscles and a wave of hot fluid flooded my mouth. There was so much of it I couldn't swallow fast enough, and the bell on my tail chimed in a manic rhythm matching my own arousal.

  Even when her body stopped trembling, I didn't stop licking. Under the influence of the [Submissive] talent and the burgeoning addiction, I made sure I pped up every st drop. I trailed my tongue up and down her opening and the inner folds, unwilling to leave even a milliliter of that heavenly fvor behind.

  Deep down, I was terrified of what I was feeling. I knew that I would do absolutely anything right now just to taste it one more time.

  Lilith exhaled with deep satisfaction, looking at my face as I slowly lifted it from between her thighs. I could feel her nectar coating my cheeks, nose, and lips, glistening in the light of the magic mps.

  “You truly are the most charming sight in the world, kitten,” she ughed lightly, and her words sent a wave of pure, gargantuan pleasure through my body. Her praise hit me harder than any drug, feeding my [Submissive] talent.

  My breath was shallow and ragged; I was so turned on I could barely maintain a grip on reality. Seeing my state, Lilith suddenly caught me under the armpits and effortlessly sat me on her p.

  My short, pink maid dress hiked up precariously, exposing the multi-yered petticoat, and the bell on my tail jingled violently at the sudden movement.

  She began to rub me rhythmically through my pink ce-trimmed panties. She did it as if I were a girl, completely ignoring the fact that my "tent" was clearly visible beneath the thin, silky fabric. At that moment, however, I didn't care at all. I felt her touch, the scent of her desire, and an overpowering need for closeness. I was so broken by her will and my own senses that I would have happily pretended to be a little girl without hesitation, as long as it let me enjoy this insane pleasure for even a second longer.

  Lilith began to slowly expin that, under normal circumstances, a person wishing to change their path must use the appropriate scroll themselves. However, in the case of the [Sve] css, the rules were different - the owner had to initiate the advancement, rewriting their subject's soul.

  Before she could finish the expnation, I gripped her shoulders tighter, shaking my head in a daze. I had no idea that her juices, beyond their maddening fvor, acted as a potent aphrodisiac, spreading a burning, unquenchable fire through my body.

  “Ah~ Mistress... please, more! I need more... Mmm, I’m so close!!” I blurted out in a pleading tone, uncontrolled moans and grunts escaping my lips.

  My new, delicate skin was on fire under her touch. Lilith, seeing me in this state of total colpse, smiled with superiority.

  “Oh, I didn't know you’d rather py with me than hear about how to change your css,” she murmured, and her hand on my pink panties suddenly accelerated.

  “That’s my horny little bitch. Cum in those sweet panties for Mistress,” she commanded with a smirk, while the friction of the silk against my manhood became increasingly intense.

  I arched my back, my thighs spreading wide as my legs began to thrash under the crashing wave of pleasure. Every movement made the bell on my tail jingle in a frantic, almost painful rhythm. I moaned and groaned, feeling the tight maid outfit cling to my body, which only intensified the breathlessness and the ecstasy.

  “Mnnnnaaanyaaaa!”

  Suddenly, a powerful, soul-shattering moan tore from my throat. My cat ears and tail snapped rigid as a massive force seized my entire body. I exploded with a bliss so intense that I lost touch with reality for a moment. I felt my ce panties instantly soak through, becoming heavy and wet.

  I spasmed incessantly on Lady Lilith’s p; this orgasm was something otherworldly - far stronger than anything I had felt in my previous life. I bucked against her hand, unable to stop the impulses of my new, petite body. Lost in the pleasure, I trembled long after the first wave had passed, feeling every drop of sweat and every shiver provide even more delight.

  I felt the powerful tremors in my muscles slowly fade, repced by an overpowering, heavy fog. My heart, which only moments ago had wanted to leap from my chest, now beat slowly and hollowly, unable to keep up with pumping blood through my exhausted frame. My low Vitality and the extreme exhaustion from six hours of cleaning without magical support finally demanded their due.

  My vision began to blur, the pink hues of the room merging into a single, shapeless smear. I fell forward limply, resting my forehead against Lilith’s chest. I felt the dampness of her juices still coating my face, mixing with my own sweat and tears of ecstasy.

  I knew how I must look right now - and that thought was the st spark of consciousness before falling into the void. Dressed in this humiliating, frilly maid outfit, with white gloves on my hands and the bell on my tail giving one st, faint clink. My ce pink panties, which Elene had made me put on so carefully this morning, were now filthy and soaked through with my own seed.

  I looked like a complete, broken debauchee.

  Darkness began to swallow me, cutting off sound and stimuli. The st thing I felt was the scent of Lilith and the heat of her body before my world finally went out and I lost consciousness, still cradled in her arms.