Lover's Ploy: Yukari (Persona Sluttification) + April Hiatus

Hi folks! Hope all is well out there.

Okay, I'm finally starting to actually recover from whatever illness laid me out (multiple tests say it wasn't Covid, so who knows) and I'm getting back to writing. Two weeks of not being able to type a word has set me way behind, though, so like I said I might last week, I'll be putting a pause on patreon payments for the month of April. Which means, you guys shouldn't have to pay anything until May while I catch back up. Sorry for the delay - it drives me up the wall, but sometimes life just decks you like that.

I'll be doing my best to provide regular content over the month - first up, the shorts you all requested. Again, sorry it'll be slow putting them up, but I will be doing so over April, so they shall be happening, have no fear. (This does mean that I won't be taking new requests in April, though, sadly, but you won't be charged for that.)

In the meantime, here's a longer commission to make up for the disappointment - a fun one starring some of the Persona cast that's hopefully the start of a small series. Have fun and enjoy folks.

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“The collective unconscious…” Tae Takemi’s voice was clinical and flat as she spoke into her Dictaphone. “For a long time considered nothing more than a fringe idea in the field of psycho-analysis. But recent developments, not all of which have been disclosed to the public at large, indicate that there is substantially more evidence for the idea than was previously believed. Files pertaining to phenomena such as rapid changes in cognition, the development of para-human abilities, even the existence of an entire separate world, a kind of… sub-dimension of our own plane of existence… have been delivered to me by an anonymous source. Ordinarily I would be inclined to ignore such files and throw them out with the trash, but considering recent events…”

The supposed ‘back-alley doctor’ sighed and leaned back in her chair, her feet swinging up to rest on her desk. It was after hours, and her office was empty anyway – she didn’t have any further appointments this evening. Despite her professional voice, her body language betrayed more than a hint of irritation.

“Considering recent events, I find myself compelled to investigate more thoroughly. While I’m sure I would be laughed out of the medical community… Again… If it were to become known that I was investigating such discredited scientific principles, there is far too much potential in these reports to ignore. In fact, given my record, there’s perhaps no one better suited to this investigation other than myself. The implications for medical treatments that could be developed from this theoretically unknown area of science alone… Heh. The power of positive thinking indeed.”

Her amusement was short lived. As she searched for her next words, she absently flicked her blue hair back, smile fading into a frown. That irritation was still there, bubbling away, along with something else that was clearly affecting her.

“Unfortunately,” she continued, brushing her discomfort off, “while I have access to these files, I don’t have access to the underlying technology or abilities that would grant me access to most of what this research discusses. There are enough testable theories presented here to confirm that they’re not a complete work of fiction – and I have indeed tested them – but it is unlikely I’ll be able to interact directly with the unconscious world – the so called ‘Metaverse’ – directly, at least for the time being. I’ll be taking steps to address that as my studies warrant, but progress will be slow. Rome wasn’t built in a day, and all that.”

“That said, some level of influence on the Metaverse must be cultivated in order to explore its potential, or else this study will be as wordy as I like, but will have no actual real-world relevance. Hypotheticals are fun to talk about, but have little to no bearing on reality. Thus, I’ve been forced to concoct my own methods of trying to establish a more self aware connection to this supposed human collective unconscious.”

She took another breath, this time pulling at her collar lightly to try to cool down a little. A trace of sweat was starting to show on her brow. “On this front, I can state to have met some measure of success, though the true nature of what I’ve managed to contact remains unconfirmed as of this moment. Using the notes which I was provided, and my own knowledge of rare and unconventional medicine, I have been able to synthesize a compound that I have dubbed a ‘Meta Mind Opener’. A drug that should, in theory, expand the taker’s neural pathways enough to connect more openly with the Metaverse, allowing them to interact with, and potentially even influence the collective unconscious directly.”

Her foot tapped against her desktop, ruffling a few loose papers scattered across its surface. “I’m confident that it should act as I expect. That said, obviously, it would be incredibly unethical to actually give this substance to a human test subject volunteer. Such an experimental compound requires substantial testing on other, living creatures, as well as a whole list of safety checks before it could be approved for human consumption, neither of which are possible in these circumstances. I am also unwilling to test such a potentially dangerous drug on a volunteer, given that I cannot guarantee their safety, nor do I know what can be expected of what will happen to them if the drug succeeds at its intended function. I have always endeavoured to hold to my own code of ethics, and despite the potential, I will not be deviating from that task here.”

“So, I took the drug myself. Thirty minutes ago.” She took another heated breath. “And I can report that, if nothing else, it’s certainly doing something to me. The room has steadily been rising in temperature for half an hour now, even though the thermometer on my wall states that it has remained steady. I am also experiencing… Ngh… Interesting thought patterns… Ones that previously I had not… Ah… Well.”

Tae bit her lip, slowly easing her way out of her white lab coat and leaving it hung over the back of her chair. “It, mm, it occurs to me now – perhaps a little later than it should have – that if one were to successfully establish a stronger connection with the human collective unconscious, that that might create a kind of feedback that could, ah, theoretically cause some quite strong alterations to one’s own cognition… Hoo…” Not enough. She was still too hot. She quickly started stripping out of her top, bare skin soon feeling the breeze of her AC.

“I don’t see this as a problem, though.” Her skirt was discarded on the floor, along with her panties, as teasing fingers began to explore the mountainous terrain of her chest, and the slick walled cave between her legs. “I-If anything, ah! If anything, I see this as a benefit. I’m, mmmm, already having such interesting ideas that I never would have thought of before!” The Doctor’s panting was growing louder by the second now. “L-lust is, if anything, the most human emotion out there, no? S-so, perhaps this is a field where m-m-more study should be conducted! Mmmh!!”

And as her explorations began to turn into a long night of heady self pleasure, her eyes fell to look at three files laying on her desk, each with a picture of a smiling woman on their front. “And I think I know just where to start~”

Then her spreading legs slid across the desk and knocked the Dictaphone onto the floor, clicking a stop to its recording. That was fine, though – she was done talking for the evening.

-

Yukari Takeba had more than a few reservations about this entire endeavour, and they were growing more numerous by the second. When her doctor had requested that she undergo some testing after her latest check-up, she’d expected said testing to be conducted by, you know, her doctor. Not some back-alley practice hidden away in the rear end of Yongen-Jaya! What kind of ‘specialist’ had she been sent to, exactly? The woman she’d spoken to on the phone had been frustratingly vague about the details.

Unfortunately for the brown-haired actress, her job kind of relied on her keeping a good bill of health. As someone with a leading role in such a physically strenuous production like Phoenix Ranger Featherman Victory, she needed to be fit to film. If there were any problems, she needed to know about them before they became serious issues, or things would get difficult very quickly.

Thus, she couldn’t just ignore this somewhat mysterious request – she had to find out just what this Doctor wanted. Heaven help them if it was something superfluous, though. If it turned out they just wanted her autograph, there would be hell to pay. She’d learned a lot from watching Mitsuru’s executions over the years! Yeah, just try her, jerk. She knew how to handle wastes of time.

… Okay, she was getting ahead of herself. Finding out that the clinic she had to visit was such a back alley looking place had gotten her a bit worked up, but hey, that was just how the property market was in Tokyo, right? It was probably a perfectly respectable facility, just… badly placed. She shouldn’t judge by appearances.

Alright Yukari. Enough hysteria. Deep breath. Time to go in.

The actress stepped into the clinic, and was immediately reassured by the interior. It looked just like any other doctor’s office – a sensible looking reception, chairs for the waiting area, even a few magazines for people as they waited for their appointments. It was exactly what she needed to see. Clearly, all of her worrying had just been silly nerves driving up her-

“Hello there.”

Gyaah!!!

Yukari spun around, hand on her chest, to see a smiling woman with blue hair and a white lab coat standing in the doorway ahead of her. “D-D-Don’t do that!!”

“Did I shock you? I’m sorry.” The Doctor smirked slightly. “I’ve just been waiting for you. Yukari Takeba, yes?”

“That’s right…” Somehow, the actress didn’t feel very assured by the other woman’s tone. “You’re the specialist I was told to come and see?”

A nod. “That’s me. Tae Takemi. It’s nice to meet you at last. If you’d like to come through, we can get set up for your appointment right away…”

Stepping aside, the blue haired woman offered the passage into the clinic to Yukari, guiding her towards the correct office. Hesitantly, the actress took her up on it, stepping over the threshold and swiftly walking down the carpeted hall towards the examination room. She was feeling nervous all over again, though she wasn’t sure why. The Doctor was acting a little weird, but quite frankly she knew plenty of weirdos, and Doc Takemi didn’t even crack the top ten list.

And her office was, again, perfectly respectable. Bed, computer, medical stuff – yep! Everything looked a-okay in here. She was just on edge today, and she had no idea why. Just a bad feeling, really. She probably just hadn’t slept well.

“So,” she began, taking a seat on the patient’s chair – a round stool she’d have expected to see in a bar rather than in a doctor’s office, but she supposed it worked well for exams. “Uh, sorry Doc, but it wasn’t very clear over the phone – what am I seeing you for, exactly?”

“Oh, no need to apologise!” Tae’s odd demeanour seemed to completely evaporate once she was in her office, and the woman took the seat across from Yukari with a relaxed casualness, her smile warm and amused. “It’s a rather complicated subject to explain over the phone anyway - best to do it in person. You’ve heard of psycho-analysis?”

“Psycho-analysis?” The brunette tilted her head, brow wrinkling as she pondered the unexpected question. “Uh, a little, maybe, but I can’t say it’s my field these days.” Back when she’d been a student who fought against shadows every night, sure, but it had been a long time since then, and she hadn’t exactly kept up on the subject. It was really more Mitsuru’s area.

“It’s pretty niche,” Tae agreed with a chuckle. “And for the most part it’s not something most people need to think about. But there have been a few developments with very practical implications recently! Very… Interesting implications…”

That got Yukari’s curiosity, and her eyebrow rose slowly. “Implications? What kind of implications?” She hoped it wasn’t anything too serious – already her mind was flashing back to Tartarus and Nyx. Psychology was a much more dangerous subject than most people knew.

But the Doctor didn’t seem too worried. “Health implications, of course!” She grinned. “I mean, honestly, I’m a pretty normal doctor. If it was anything else, I don’t think I’d be involved.”

True. The brunette found herself laughing with the joke – a weight that had been building on her chest dissolving as her fear went unrealised. Seriously, she told herself, she really had to stop jumping to conclusions like this! “Well fair enough,” she giggled. “What kind of health implications, then?”

“Well!” The Doctor turned and began rummaging in her desk for something. “As we all know, the health of someone’s body affects their mental state – and, just as potently, the health of someone’s mental state can affect their body! The two are intrinsically tied in a lot of ways.”

“Okay. I think I’m following so far…”

Tae nodded, finally pulling something out of her desk drawer – something that looked like one of those VR headsets that Yukari had occasionally seen around. It was big and black, made to strap over someone’s face, with long pink glass strips on the front that looked like they might light up. She plonked it on the desk between them. “Recent research has revealed that revolutionary new treatments for illnesses that we can’t currently cure may lie in that connection. It’s pretty breath-taking stuff – but, obviously, it’s still early days yet. Which is where you come in.”

Yukari blinked. “Uh. It is?”

“Yes!” The Doctor grinned, patting the helmet. “You see, right now we need people with a particularly strong mental field – like the one you have on file – to do a little testing, so that we can pinpoint the effects, and just maybe revolutionise modern medicine while we’re at it. Sound good?”

“Oh, uh…” Wow. That was a lot. A lot a lot. Could she be telling the truth? It seemed fantastic… But then again, of all people, a former member of SEES knew exactly how powerful certain healing effects could be in the shadow world. If there was a way that they could use that in modern medicine then there was every chance it was as big a deal as this woman said… “What… What would you need me to do?”

“Well, if you agree…” Tae lifted up the visor and offered it to her patient. “For now, all you need to do is put this on and let me run a few tests. It shouldn’t take too long for me to get what I need.”

There was a pause as Yukari stared at the helmet. It sounded like a good deal, but she had a strange feeling…

And, sensing her hesitation, the Doctor gave her a small smile. “Of course, I certainly can’t make you to do it…”

“No no, it’s fine.” The actress grabbed the visor and turned it over in her hands. “What do I do, just… put it on?”

“And strap it tight.” Tae nodded, her smile turning eager. “Here, let me help…”

It didn’t take long, the Doctor moving around behind her to help with the straps, and soon Yukari was staring into the dark interior of the strange mask. It was completely sealed – no light from outside got in to disturb her vision – and surprisingly light. She could barely feel that she was wearing it at all. “Okay, so… Now what?”

“Just wait…”

Flash!

Suddenly, light! Yukari went completely stiff, gasping as her eyes were suddenly flooded with pink. Her mouth opened, trying to push words out, trying to squeal in shock, but her mind was too stunned to marshal together enough thoughts to make it happen. The surprise was overwhelming, coupled with the sudden assault on her senses. She needed a second to recover, even just to react – and that was a second she wouldn’t get.

Flash!

The bright light hit her square in the eyes again, and she almost fell off her stool – her firm grip of Doctor Takemi holding her shoulders was all that kept her upright. This time, though, there’d been something else in the bright image she’d seen – shadows forming a kind of shape, one that flickered in fading forms on the back of her eyelids as she tried to recover.

Flash!

But she wouldn’t be given even that mercy. The shadows were growing more distinct as she was exposed to them over and over – twisted, thick lines over the bright pink light flooding her eyes, forming a twisting, turning spiral that was burning itself into her mind.

Flash!

“Wh-What is this?!” She finally managed to gasp, repeated exposure numbing her to the shock enough to gather a response, though her head still felt heavy and her limbs refused to move.

“Shhhh,” was her only response, whispered in her ear by the good Doctor. “Just let it happen. And thank you for going along with this willingly. It would have been so awkward to force the issue…”

What was that supposed to-!?!

Flash!

“G-guuhhh…” Yukari was seeing the spiral even when she closed her eyes now. She wasn’t sure if it was the afterimage, or if the light was just so bright that it was shining through her eyelids. It was as if it was forcing its way into her thoughts, pounding into her brain…!

Flash!

Every blast of pink light sent her thoughts scattering out through her skull, emptying her mind and filling it with the pulsing swirl. Each time it forced her to use all of her will to pull her mind back together – and each time, it took longer and longer for her to do it.

Flash!

There was something else, too. Something more than just flashing lights emptying her brain. A faint whispering in her ears. Did this visor have speakers in it as well? She couldn’t check – her brain was too tangled to work it out… And too stunned to stop the words from slipping in.

Hot. Horny. Wet. Bitch.

Her breathing began to grow heavy as sweat started to bead on her skin. Her head was tingling, not unpleasantly, as a voice that wasn’t hers seeped in through the cracks that were starting to develop in her mind.

Suck. Fuck. Obey. Slut.

N-No, that… That wasn’t-!!!

Flash!

“Mmmuhhhh…” Yukari’s muscles had all but turned to jelly now, arms dangling by her sides, jaw hanging slack, laying back into the Doctor’s arms. The fight had moved entirely to the mental plane – and it wasn’t going well for the former SEES member.

Horny! Fuck! Wet! Obey!

She was panting, struggling mightily to resist, but the pink spiral was boring a hole into her mind, and the whispers were flooding in to fill it.

Empty! Hot! Cunt! Trance!

Her hips wiggled, thrusting a little on her chair before she fought back against the urge. No, this wasn’t her, these words weren’t hers! She had to-!

Flash!

Hypno slut! Empty whore!

H-had… to…

Obedient pet! Mindless trance!

N-no, don’t-

Flash!

Fuck slut! Tit hound! Rug muncher!

S… She had… to…

Horny Ho! Cock Sucker! Anal Queen!

She…

Flash!

Empty!

Flash!

Mindless!

Flash!

Obedient!

Flash!

Slave!

Ding!

“Haaahhhh…” Yukari went limp with a sigh, all of her struggles ceasing as the visor dinged to signify completion. Even her hips settled, her body becoming completely devoid of tension. Drool even began to trickle from her open mouth.

Beneath her visor, her eyes spun with happy pink spirals, and the mind behind them had been rendered utterly silent.

There was a click as Tae reached over to her desk and pressed record on her Dictaphone. “Resuming notes. Subject 1 has proven to be delightfully receptive to the proper kind of influences! Hopefully this is a good sign for the rest of the experiment. Even as I speak, her body is resting gently in my arms, her mind wide open and receptive for adjustment.” The growing grin on the Doctor’s face was more than evident in her voice. “So now, in the interests of medical science, I’m going to turn her into an utter slut. To see just how far that receptiveness can go, of course~”

With a practiced medical hand she began to strip her patient down, swiftly popping each button on Yukari’s top until it slid off her shoulders to land in a soft heap on the ground. An amused giggle later, and her bra dropped down beside it. “Oho, and look at these lovely things…” Tae purred, her hands cupping up underneath the brunette’s now unveiled breasts and giving them a light squeeze. She certainly enjoyed the quiet gasp her touch evoked from her patient’s lips.

“Not bad at all. Supple and soft, with a nice bit of heft to them…” Another squeeze. Another gasp. “But we can do better, can’t we? Here, let me change the setting on that visor of yours…”

She reached up, her fingers seeking along the side of Yukari’s helmet for a moment, before opening a hidden hatch and pressing a few buttons within. The spiral lights soon flared back to life – but gentler this time. After all, there was no longer a mind to get in their way. And in a moment, the whispering started back up – with a different set of messages, this time.

Bigger Boobs! Massive Melons! Titanic Titties!

The mindless brunette moaned as the words filled her head, and the spiral began to flash images of breasts into her retinas. It was an overwhelming onslaught, a tidal wave of tiddy, one she couldn’t possibly resist. The desire for big, bouncy boobs filled Yukari to the brim, spurred on by a few more gropes from Tae’s hunting hands…

Mega Mammaries! Creamy Curves! Jiggly Jugs!

And her body responded to her need. Her own chest rose in a sudden swell, breasts growing, expanding outwards to fill Tae’s palms in a warm surge of pleasure. Like yeast rising in the kiln, her breasts rose from cupcakes to souffles, going from barely enough to squeeze to filling the good Doctor’s hands and then some. And squeeze the Doctor did, each surge accompanied by a burst of delight as she stroked and fondled and pinched – every touch and tarry designed to drive her patient’s lusts ever higher…

Mommy Milkers! Huge Honking Hooters! Stuffed Slutbags!!!

… Until her chest finally settled, having travelled from B cup to DD, in approximately just under a minute. Drool dripped down and splashed against their new, expanded surface, giving them a nice slick sheen as Tae considered their new shape.

“Not bad,” she finally said, giving them one last pinch, and laughing as Yukari almost jumped out of her chair. “Subject isn’t as big as I hoped, but perfectly within expectations. I’m guessing that this is the limit of what her current self image can take. Not to worry, I know how to fix that. Later though. First, let’s run the second test, and this time we’ll see if even more stimulation has an effect on the changes…”

She pulled off Yukari’s skirt, tossing it over her shoulder carelessly, along with her panties, and then eased herself into the woman’s lap, sitting with her knees wrapped around her hips. Then, carefully altering the visor’s settings once more, letting the spiral begin to flash again, she bent down, wrapped her lips around one of her patient’s expanded nipples, and started to suck…

The burst of pleasure hit the brunette’s empty mind at the same time as more images began to flash in front of her, accompanied by yet another set of whispers. Her resistance was already in the negatives, of course, but the delightful distraction made her squirm even more in her (now very damp) seat, and the hypnotic commands sank into her subconscious with ease.

Bimbo Butt! Astro Ass! Thicc Thighs!

Tae didn’t even need to feel Yukari up to know that the changes had begun – her lovely moist chair rising up beneath her as the woman’s ass expanded. No, she certainly didn’t need to feel her up – she just did so anyway, her fingers already kneading and squeezing the growing globes…

Colossal Cans! Dumptruck Derriere! Bigass Booty!

Asses twerked and bounced before Yukari’s eyes, and her own behind twitched and swelled in rhythm with them. Soon, the formerly quite slim actress had a proper set of Hartman hips, and a nicely curved hourglass figure.

“Evidence is promising!” Tae finally said as she pulled back, a small trail of saliva linking her lips to her patient’s tits. “Pleasure seems to speed the process up considerably, though the overall effect seems to remain the same. Useful to know. Alright, enough with the dull stuff – time for the real fun to start.”

With an eager grin, she reached over and switched off her recorder, before spending a long moment just looking over her entranced patient. “God, you look so… Oh, what the hell…” Unable to help herself, the Doctor leaned forward and shoved her mouth over Yukari’s, forcing her tongue into the passive woman’s mouth and swirling it around to taste her properly. “Mmm…”

Her hands wandered and groped, testing the brunette’s new ass and tits for any issues (they were flawless), before slowly rising up to gently lift the visor off of her head. Lips still locked, the Doctor stared into her patient’s pink, swirling eyes, before finally, finally breaking the kiss.

Then she slid out of her plaything’s lap, and her own skirt dropped to the floor. “Get on your knees, slut.”

Yukari didn’t hesitate to obey. The stool she’d been sitting on was knocked aside and sent rolling off into the corner as she fell to her knees, the thrall staring up at Tae with a blank, empty gaze. With her enhanced curves and glowing eyes, it was a delightful look.

The Doctor smiled, and then sat back in her chair, her legs spread. With one hand she beckoned her new toy forward, and then pointed her finger down to the slit her other held open. “Lick.”

Once again, there was no hesitation. A brunette head pressed itself in between her thighs, tongue extended, and then slowly, steadily, she began to lick, with strong, steady strokes deep into the Doctor’s core. Tae let out a shuddering gasp, her leg muscles clamping tight around Yukari’s head, and then she grabbed the girl’s hair and pulled her deeper. “Yes! That’s it! Good girl! More! More!”

And she met no hesitation at all.

-

It was some time later when the Doctor was finally satisfied – both in lust, and in that the trance she had sent her patient into was powerful enough to finish her experiment. By then, Yukari’s face had developed a wet shine to her cheeks, and she required no small amount of cleaning up – something the Doctor was all too happy to do, taking the chance to explore her patient’s enhanced body in detail all over again.

But eventually she had to move on. They couldn’t spend all day in her office having sex, after all – there were more experiments to be done yet. And this next one would be very interesting indeed.

First, of course, Yukari needed to get dressed. Not in the boring clothes she came in with, of course – don’t be silly, those would hardly fit her new frame! But not to worry there – Tae had prepared a much more fitting outfit for her…

The Doctor helped the thrall dress, of course, taking every opportunity to grope the girl as she helped her slide on her black jean shorts, the pair barely managing to fit her thick ass, and refusing to fully button up at the front. The fishnet stockings sliding up her legs came next, standing out proudly against her peach skin. Spiked high heels, one on either foot, added to the look. Then a tight white T-shirt – that one took both women pulling it down to get it over her boobs, and with that much cleavage on show they may as well have not bothered – coupled with a dark jacket over the top, and a black collar that seemed all too fitting with her head so hollow. A pair of fishnet gloves, and a smearing of dark lipstick later, and Yukari looked every bit the goth slut that her doctor ordered. Now all that was left was to wake her up!

Tae took her seat again, glancing around to make sure nothing was amiss – for the moment, at least, she needed her patient to remain unsuspicious. Then, raising her fingers one more time, she gave a new order. “Alright, Yukari. When I snap my fingers, you’re going to wake back up, and everything will be normal to you. As far as you’re concerned, we’ve just had a nice long chat that you don’t need to think about now. Understood?”

“Understood, Doctor…” Was the actress’s dull, airy response. Ordinarily, it would have sounded like she wasn’t listening at all – but fortunately, Tae knew that it meant exactly the opposite.

“Very well then. Wake up, Yukari.” She snapped her fingers.

The brunette jolted in her seat, as if suddenly waking from an unexpected nap. “Wha? Huh?”

“Yukari?” Doctor Takemi blinked at her, concern lining her forehead. “Are you okay?”

The former SEES agent looked around, her eyes wide. What… was she doing? Why did she feel so startled? She’d just been sitting here having a nice chat with the Doctor, and then out of nowhere… Had she zoned out or something?

Bah. Whatever. She shook her head. “I’m fine. Sorry, Doc, I don’t know what came over me.”

The Doctor just chuckled. “It’s quite alright – we’ve been talking for a while now. Why don’t we wrap this up for now, and I’ll contact you again soon when we’re ready to continue? Give you some time to think things over.”

Yukari got up and stretched. Hoo, she must have been sitting down for a while – hey body felt all kinds of stiff. “Yeah, that sounds good to me. Let me know how things develop, alright?”

Tae smiled. “Oh, don’t worry. When things start happening, you’ll be the first to know.”

-

Yukari’s trip away from the Takemi Clinic was a lot lighter than the trip in, she had to admit. She’d obviously been more worried than she’d wanted to let on. But Doctor Takemi had been a lovely woman, and their talk had been very pleasant, even if she couldn’t quite remember what they had actually discussed… But she didn’t need to think about that right now! No, instead, she could just focus on the rest of her day. She had quite a lot of shopping to do…

And this district’s shopping options were awful! Barely the bare minimum, mostly made up of vending machines. Nope, if Yukari wanted to get her shopping done properly, she was going to have to head somewhere else to do it. Fortunately, Tokyo had an excellent subway system…

That said, though, throughout the journey, the actress couldn’t help but feel that something was off today. People kept staring at her in a weird way, and while she herself couldn’t see anything different about her look whenever she checked in her reflection, she still had the sense that it was something to do with her appearance. She wasn’t sure why, but something wasn’t sitting quite right with her about… Something.

It bugged her, but after an entire train ride trying to work out what the problem was, she eventually decided there was nothing she could do about it for now – her shrug accompanied by a weirdly unfamiliar jiggle from her chest. Everything was normal…

If she was hoping that the feeling would go away while she was shopping, though, she was let down. Every time she saw her reflection walking around Shinjuku, she had this strange sensation of wrongness. It was so weird! She’d adjust her stockings, and feel like she’d never done so before! Or she’d bend over to look at something only to knock it over with her chest. Stuff like that – it was as if she was a stranger inside her own skin.

But everything was normal…

Paying for her goods, after something of a struggle to find her purse (god, she was such a klutz today!), and stepping out of the shop, Yukari finally decided that maybe it was time to head home early. If she was this out of it, maybe what she really needed was a good night’s sleep.

With that in mind, she started heading back to the station, unconsciously strutting with every step, only half aware of the glances and looks she was drawing as she passed on the street. At least, she was, until a rather confident looking man in a suit approached her on the sidewalk.

“Hey babe,” he said, flashing her a smug grin. “How much?”

The actress stopped short, blinking as she processed the question. She hadn’t expected to be stopped in the street, but again, she felt a strange sensation – a kind of hunger, almost, at the way the man was looking at her. She tried to shrug it off, not really sure how to react. “How much? What do you mean?”

“Oh, you know…” He nodded his head towards a nearby back alley, and pulled out a bundle of crisp notes. “How much do you charge?”

“For wha… Oh!” Her eyes lit up in realisation. Wait, was this guy trying to solicit her for…?! How- How-

How hot! Mmm, which of her delights would he want to use, she wondered…

… Only to shake her head clear in shock. What the hell was that? No! She wasn’t interested in- in that! Why would she even think that? Why would this guy even think that? How dare he! She wasn’t some kind of whore!

She was a slut~

All of her frustrations and confusion from this very strange day bubbled up at once, paring with her righteous indignation at this man for even implying that she’d do such a thing, and almost without thinking she lashed out – her black heeled foot shooting up into the guy’s crotch. He went down like a sack of bricks, a pained squeak the only sound that escaped his lips, and the bundle of cash flipped up into the air. Yukari caught it absently, and without a thought shoved it between her breasts, the notes just poking up through her cleavage.

“Jackass,” she grunted, before stepping over him and strutting off on her way towards the station, not giving him another thought.

-

After that experience, and the weird feelings she was getting about how everyone was looking at her for some reason, it wasn’t really surprising that Yukari picked a quiet car on the train ride back to her place. In fact, she got lucky – she found an empty one she could have all to herself. Heading home early had worked out pretty well on that front!

But still, as she stood on the train, hand gripping the overhead railing and feeling the floor rock under her as it shot down the tracks, her mind couldn’t help but think back over all the strangeness that had happened today. It was all so peculiar – the feelings stirring in her chest, the hungry looks everyone had been shooting her, her odd clumsiness… Honestly, it was all starting to give her a headache.

Something weird was going on. If she could just put her finger on what…

But someone else put their fingers on her first.

Yukari squeaked, and then moaned as a feminine hand suddenly landed on her ass, squeezing tight. “Ooh, good response. You seem to be adjusting nicely…”

“D-Doc… tor…?” Things seemed hazy all of a sudden, the brunette’s thoughts turning spacey and hard to form. She knew her reaction should be to slap the offending hand away from her, but she just couldn’t seem to marshal the will to do it. In fact, somehow, she found herself leaning into the touch, moaning again as another squeeze rippled through her.

“That’s right,” Tae smiled, examining the other woman with an eager look in her eye. “Although, considering the circumstances, Mistress might be more appropriate. I thought it might be best if I followed after you once you left the clinic, but my my, I never thought you’d progress so quickly. You really are in touch with your Arcana, aren’t you dear?”

“My… What?” Yukari moaned again as the Doctor’s other hand began to explore her body, stroking at her bare belly, and slowly slipping up under her t-shirt. She knew this wasn’t right, that she should be doing something to stop it, but just what that something was she couldn’t possibly imagine. And besides, it felt so good…

Tae wasn’t being too forthcoming, though. “Nothing you need to worry about, Yukari. Instead, let’s just focus on getting you in touch with your proper inner nature, shall we?”

The actress couldn’t bring herself to answer, just moaning and falling into the other woman’s arms, completely unable to resist her groping touches. And it wasn’t as though the Doctor was letting up – no, her groping, squeezing hands were only growing more determined, steadily lifting the brunette’s shirt up, and pulling her skirt down. The pleasure was surging through her body, making her feel all slutty and nice. But that wasn’t right… was it…?

“D-Doc,” she managed to mumble, even as her jacket slipped off her shoulders and her tight t-shirt was pulled off over her head, “what’s happening? I feel so… so…”

“Hot?” The blunette asked, stroking her fingers down Yukari’s sides and making her shiver. “Horny? Wet?” Those same fingers slid between her thighs and confirmed that last one was very, very true – as if the woman’s earnest whimpers didn’t confirm it all already. “Like I said, you’re just getting in touch with your true nature, Yukari. You’re a slut, even if you tried to deny it.”

Slut. She was a slut. A slutty, horny, bitc-No!

“I’m… Not a slut…” She protested, albeit weakly, even as Tae reached up to cup her massive tits, drawing a cooing moan from the helpless subject. Moans that grew even louder and longer as the Doctor bent down and wrapped her lips around one of Yukari's nipples, sucking on it intently while pinching the other with her free hand. The feeling of a rough tongue sweeping and circling around the little nub was more than enough to turn the former SEES's knees to jelly, and she couldn't resist as all as the Doctor moved her over towards the windows and bent her over one of the seats.

The Doctor clearly didn’t agree. “Of course you are, Yukari. You just strutted around the most populated shopping district in all of Tokyo dressed like a hooker – a lovely hooker, oh definitely, but a hooker none the less. And so many people saw you, saw you walking around swaying your hips, jiggling those tits…” Yukari moaned again as Tae groped her chest in rhythm with her words. “And do you know what they thought? They thought, ‘wow, what a Slut’.”

The brunette was panting heavily now, leaning up against the glass window of the train, her unfocused eyes watching the world blur by outside. She couldn’t argue with the woman. Oh, she wanted to, she really, savagely, desperately wanted to! But she knew the words were true – knew, because she could feel that thought, pressing up against her mind. Like an invisible storm, a pressure bearing down on her and her alone.

“That’s the interesting thing about those special people connected to the Metaverse,” Tae continued, one of her hands lifting to stroke Yukari under the chin – and help her look up at the view beyond her window. See the shocked faces of people seeing her naked body shoot past every time the train went through a station. “They have to be pretty careful about public perception of them – or else there can be certain… consequences.”

She was burning up. Even the cool, stale air of the train breezing over her skin didn’t help, she was just too hot. She felt like she should be smoking, clouds of steam pouring from her mouth in heated breaths – but that was nothing compared to the burning, liquid heat pounding between her legs. She needed relief, desperate, sweet relief from this sensation – and she got it when the Doctor’s hands began to stroke around the edges of her slit, drawing out another moan.

“The collective unconscious is a powerful thing, you see.” Tae was still talking, and Yukari strained to listen despite her body being played like a fiddle. “And if enough people are convinced of something about someone who’s already strongly connected to it, well, then it doesn’t matter if that thing was true or not originally – it’s true now. So if enough people think you’re a slut, then it doesn’t really matter what you think, does it? You’re a slut either way~”

“N-nnno…” The former SEES whimpered, trying to deny an obvious truth with all of her will. “I’m… I’m not a…”

“Shhhh…” Again, Tae’s fingers stroked up under Yukari’s chin, this time to gently close her mouth and encourage her into silence. “Didn’t I just say it doesn’t matter what you think? The whole world knows Yukari Takeba is a slut, so a slut is what you’re going to be. But don’t worry. I’m still your doctor. And I have just the treatment you need to get you on board with all of this.”

Another grope and a shove had her kneeling on the train chairs, her ass raised up in the air, breasts pressed against the cool glass window. The thick panes gave her an interestingly full view of her own reflection, and even she had to admit that she looked like a bitch in heat right now. She had to stop this, she knew, she had to regain control somehow…

But then she felt something long and firm stroke up along the inside of her thighs. Shocked, she looked back, only to find that Tae had once again shed her own clothing, and had donned a blue strap on. The plastic shaft hovered beneath her lower lips temptingly.

“W-wait…” Yukari tried to object, but the Doctor just gently shushed her and turned her head to face out the window once more.

“No no,” she purred, lining herself up. “I think you’ve waited for long enough.”

Then she thrust forward, and Yukari’s world exploded. Pleasure unlike any she’d ever known surged through her, zapping right up her spine and slamming into her brain like a jackhammer. It was like Tae was fucking her brain directly – and she loved it. A wide, delighted smile spread over her lips as she grunted with glee; she could see it in her reflection. And it only grew wider with the next thrust, and the one after that, her eyes starting to roll up in her head as it clouded with pleasure.

She could see people on the other side of the glass, through her reflection, staring back at her in shock and disgust as the train window whizzed past them. Could see their judgements writ clear on their faces, see the thoughts bright as day. ‘What a slut’, they were thinking. ‘That woman is a whore’, they thought.

‘N-no…’ Meekly, some part of her, part of the original Yukari Takeba, tried to resist, tried to push back against the onrushing tide of pressure and pleasure, tried to refuse the world’s opinion of her – that she wasn’t a slut, that she wasn’t a fuck hungry whore, that she was just a normal woman with normal aims and desires…

‘Oh give it up.’ But even her own voice in her head was having none of it. Another, eager, sluttier Yukari was rising up in her mind, and she was just fine with how things were turning up. ‘Why fight it? It feels so good. So right. And what’s so bad about being a slut? You know we’ve wanted to tap Mitsuru’s ass since high school, now we’ll finally get the chance~’

“Ooh!” Whether it was Takemi’s thrusting hips, or the thought of a certain redhead dipping down between her thighs, Yukari’s reaction was intense. Her moans grew louder and louder, filling the entire carriage – but even more extreme were the changes that began to affect her body. Like before, her ass was starting to swell, inflating beneath Tae’s firm grip to an even larger proportion than before, pumping up with every thrust. Soon there was no arguing that she had one of the biggest booties in the entire country – not that the Doctor was inclined to argue at all.

And with that expansion came another rise in sensitivity. By now Yukari could barely think, the tide of pleasure drowning her thoughts and electrifying her desires. The other, sluttier self in her mind grew stronger with every beat, delighting in her own indulgence. The two parts of her persona, her prudish self and her slutty side, tangled together – wrapping and twisting so tightly that she wasn’t sure which side was which anymore. ‘That’s it. You’re a slut. You’re a whore. You’re a set of three obedient horny holes just dripping in excitement at the thought of being tamed~’

Her tongue rolled out, drool dripping down onto her tits even as they began to grow as well, plumping up and pushing against the window, flattening themselves against the cool glass, spreading wider and wider with every thrust. It felt so good!

‘Just give in.’

With one last moan, Yukari couldn’t help but do just that, her two sides embracing and melting into a horny sea of pleasure as her eyes flashed and turned pink for the final time. ‘Yes,’ she thought gazing at her reflection, at her massive boobs and jiggling ass, ‘I’m a slut~’

And then she came with a cry so high pitched that the glass almost cracked, accepting the world’s view of her as the truth and sealing her fate forever more. Yukari Takeba was a hot, horny, nymphomaniac slut – and she absolutely couldn’t be happier about it.

“Mmm…” She rolled over in her chair, facing up so that her massive tits now sat comfortably on top of her, and looked towards her Doctor/Lover. With a pleased sigh and a satisfied smile, she stared playing with her nipples. “Oooh, Doctor Takemi. I really needed that. How can I ever thank you for showing me the truth?”

The Doctor just smirked, before reaching down and guiding Yukari’s head up to her own tits, already stiff and fat, ready to suck. “Oh, I can think of a few ways…”

-

It was a very different Yukari who stepped off the train than the one who’d boarded it that morning. The Yukari who’d gotten on, headed off to her Doctor’s appointment in another part of the city, had been… Not a timid creature, exactly, but she’d been lacking in a certain kind of confidence that she now extruded by the gallon. While she’d grown more confident in her skin and in her body over the years, she now owned every inch of herself with no hesitation or remorse. Her steps had been careful and measured before – now they were bold, and designed to show off. There was a pride to her now, as she returned to her station after a very long train ride that hadn’t been there before. She knew now that she was damn sexy, and she was determined to show it off for anyone and everyone who looked her way.

Because the Yukari Takeba who’d gotten off the train was a slut, through and through, and she was perfectly happy to advertise the fact. Gone was her casual, restrained outfit, replaced by dark makeup and fishnets. Gone were the sensible shoes, replaced with hooker heels. And gone was the quiet attitude – now, she wanted the whole world to see her.

Doctor Takemi had been a lot of fun, and it had been a great shame when the two had to part ways – but neither of them could stay in that train carriage forever. Whatever magic had been worked to keep it empty apart from the two of them would only hold for so long. Still, Tae had promised that it wouldn’t be their last meeting. In fact, Yukari already had another appointment down at her clinic for next week! And Tae had insisted that she bring more girls with her next time for more ‘checkups’.

The former SEES couldn’t wait.

But there was one thing that she was even more eager for – something that couldn’t wait for next week, or even for the next day. No, this little fire between her legs couldn’t wait another minute. Smiling, Yukari pulled out her phone as she walked, punching in a familiar number even as her free hand slipped down into her skirt to finger her eager petals.

“Hey, Mitsuru,” she purred as the line connected. “It’s been ages – how about we meet up for a nice friendly chat? Your place or mine?”

She had a lot of lost time to catch up on.

-

“The first experiment seems to be a wild success…” Tae grinned, speaking into her Dictaphone once again, sat in her chair at her desk. “I’ll be very interested to see how Subject 1 progresses now that she’s embraced her inner slut. But obviously, one test alone doesn’t prove anything. Fortunately, she’s not the only member of the Lovers Arcana out there…”

On her desk, two more files waited…