It had taken most of the week for Amelia to get used to having her torso constricted day and night, but for her part she had not only managed to but had grown so used to the sensation it felt strange when it was missing. She would never consider herself a vain person either, but it was difficult to not notice her strangled waist made her hips and breasts look extra curvaceous. It could have also been the fact that Lihua had been right, and while it was only an extra half-cup size or so a few of her older bras were no longer fitting comfortably around the extra weight that had seemingly been pushed up to her chest.

A startling side effect, even as parts of her brain rationalized the growth considering the other bit of her that seemed to constantly be growing as well. Evelyn's stated goal was that the new uniform was supposed to enhance their powers, and Amelia was still coming to terms with just how successful her mentor was. Her teammates weren't struggling as much as she was, the imaginary cradle of flame at her center overflowing with a blue inferno and spilling heat throughout her very being… or that could have just been the other side effect she had hoped Evelyn had fixed.

It could also have been the flush of embarrassment tingling across Amelia's skin as she desperately tried to cover herself with her hands, uncomfortable with how much of her body was on display wearing the second iteration of the uniform.

"Why does this one cover even less!?"

"A couple of different reasons, but you put it on so it can't be that bad."

Amelia blushed harder, not wanting to admit to all but needing to feel that sensation of her powers building up inside of her as the uniform cinched around her. She was regretting that lapse of judgement now, feeling basically naked in front of a mercilessly smirking Evelyn.

Calling it a 'uniform' was being generous, the high-waisted blue leotard was riding up her ass and cut to show off the curve of her hips underneath the corseted waist… and that was it. Thankfully it was even more skin-tight than the first prototype and would be all but hidden underneath her clothes but they were nowhere to be seen as Amelia stood in the lab with her tits out, one arm desperately trying to cover up at least some of her body.

Worse still, Evelyn hadn't done anything about the sensation of pleasure vibrating against her as she touched her powers. If anything, the feeling was even more tied to how strongly she manipulated her inner fire and was doing wonderful but unwanted things between her legs as she crossed them tightly in response.

"Well is there a reason why you haven't fixed the… the…"

"The part where using your powers turns you on?" Evelyn turned around, pausing the rummaging inside of a box she had put on top of her console. Her own enhanced body jiggled distractingly, her huge bubble butt and her own leotard swallowed up by her cheeks on display underneath the sheer jumpsuit she was wearing. Amelia frowned again, the outfit showed off way more than anything the normally reserved heroine and CEO would wear, not even bothering with a bra and nipples clearly visible. "Of course I haven't. If anything, it's one of the most important features of the P.E.P. device."

"P.E.P.?" Amelia could feel a sinking feeling in her stomach trying to nudge out the flares of heat spooling into her.

"Power Enhancement Protocol. It's fascinating how much pleasure is tied to our superpowers but normally you're not trying to enhance them past their natural gifts. It's important for you to realize that what you're feeling is your powers actually pushing their way beyond that boundary, and instead of feeling pain or discomfort the pleasure exists to make you eager to continue. So instead of fighting it you should be working on how to better control it… plus who doesn't like feeling good?"

Evelyn said that last bit with a quirk of her mouth, biting a plush lip with a smile as she closed her eyes and shivered in delight of some remembered moment, a hand unconsciously moving along her exaggerated curves as she all but moaned. The overtly sexual change that had come over her mentor since her incident with Arcadia made Amelia even more uncomfortable with the pleasure starting to take over her insides.

"How is Kenneth taking the new… you?"

"Hmm?" Evelyn opened her eyes, realizing she had let herself get carried away as she politely coughed and smoothed out an imaginary wrinkle in her sheer jumpsuit.

"Kenneth? Your husband?" The young woman felt a chill roll across her skin as her mentor gave her a look that Amelia couldn't explain, leaving her feeling again like she didn't know what was going on behind those grey eyes she once considered warm and familiar.

"Oh… Kenneth…" A look of contempt shifted quickly into a sharp smile crossing Evelyn's face, devilish delight suddenly dancing across her face as she giggled. "Ken loves the new look. If anything, I'd say he's completely addicted to these curves. Now, where were we… Ahh!"

With the crinkle of some packing paper, Evelyn pulled out what she had been searching for in the box, a blue collar with a golden buckle featuring a four-pointed star symbol.

"I've taken the liberty of already putting your insignia on it. Go ahead and put it on, it makes another point for you to use to create a barrier with which to help keep your power contained so we no longer have any incidents like last time."

Amelia gingerly took the collar from her mentor, discomfort visible on her face as she watched Evelyn go back to digging through the box on her command console. Normally she wouldn't think twice about following the older woman's orders but her reaction to a simple question about her husband wasn't quite right. Again she didn't necessarily say anything wrong, but the way she said it, the way Evelyn's first reaction to her loving husband of almost 15 years was… disgust. All it did was ratchet up Amelia's hackles another notch as she stared at the innocent-looking collar in her hand and felt her immediate response to not wear it.

"I don't suppose you have something less… I just don't really want to wear a collar like some kind of kinkster." Or something worse. Amelia started to spool up the cradle of fire inside of her, ignoring the rising pleasure as a tickle of flame began to sputter at her fingertips, wary caution coloring her voice.

If Evelyn noticed though, she barely acknowledged it as she began throwing out brown packing paper, her eyes narrowed in annoyance before widening as she found what she was looking for. "Don't be ridiculous. For starters it's a choker but honestly you'll have nothing to complain about by the time we're done."

Amelia couldn't help feeling shocked at the dismissive tone of the woman who had pulled her and Lihua off the street, opening her mouth to say something as Evelyn pulled out a slim, ray gun-like device from the box and pointed it at her. Amelia blinked, giving the smirking brunette a chance to pull the trigger before she had time to do anything else. Waves of energy poured over her, the grip and tension Amelia had over her body and fire dropping almost instantly as she felt her face go slack. She tried to feel anger, betrayal even as a warm, heavy blanket seemed to be pulled over her mind and muscles, softening and smothering any response except slow shock.

"Wh-what? Evelyn… How… What…"

"How or what my dear? Nothing. Now, do as you were told and put your new collar on."

Her body reacted against her will, her fingers slow and clumsy but still managing to cinch the blue strip of fabric around her neck, snapping the buckle at the center cavity of her neck and sending a pulse of sensation across her skin. Amelia's breaths were slow and steady, but not because she wasn't feeling panic rise in her chest. It felt like someone had unmoored her brain from her body and now she was floating adrift with nothing but the barest of thoughts growing further and further away.

"The… the gun… You did some- … something."

"Hmm? The gun?" Evelyn looked at the weapon in her hand, cartoonish-ly designed but the silver body shined lethally. Her smile was equally dangerous as she casually placed it back inside the box, muttering about useless extra packaging as she took it off her control panel and set it out of sight, returning to the glittering lights and switches as she straightened, adjusting the tight jumpsuit around her exaggerated curves.

"What gun? There is no gun. In fact, when I snap my fingers here in a moment you're going to forget everything that happened after the moment I handed you your collar, which you graciously put on of your own free will. Do you understand?"

"I.… Evelyn- Y-y-yes." The word was pulled out of Amelia's lips against her will, forced acceptance already fogging her mind further as she realized she wouldn't be able to disobey anything Evelyn told her.

"Good. We only have about an hour until the effects wear off. Who knows how effective it will be in the end and we have so much work to do. Now listen very, very closely-"

The sound of a finger snap jerked Amelia out of her own thoughts, her body moving on its own to stand straight, her arms behind her back and her legs shoulder-width apart and thrusting out her chest. She blinked, her brain trying to catch up to where she was last. Everything felt so sluggish and slow she could barely remember… Evelyn handing her the collar that was… was…

Part of my new uniform. That's why I put it on, I need to make sure my uniform is always on properly.

The thought glittered across Amelia thoughts and sank in, aided by a heavy sensation massaging and relaxing her body as she adjusted her stance again before freezing. Wait, why am I standing like this?

"Good. Standing at attention like that will let you do a better job of controlling your powers Amelia. Are you ready to continue?"

Evelyn stood behind the control panel looking at her expectantly. Amelia felt something was off, the disconnect in time trying to make itself known in the back of her mind but she let it fall flat and away from her thoughts. Evelyn is the leader of the Femme Force. I can trust her and should follow her instructions. Her voice echoed around inside her head, or maybe it was Evelyn's but either way it was correct. She could trust Evelyn, she needed to complete her training with her new uniform. "Yes Evelyn."

"Excellent." The smile that crossed her leader's face was wide, genuine, and tinged with a touch of eager malice that was forgotten by Amelia as soon as she noticed. "Now, let's begin by building up your power to whatever feels like a quarter of the way to you, and remember you must remain at attention."

Amelia nodded, relaxing as she obediently began to stoke the quiet cradle of her soul to send fire and heat across her skin to pool at her core. She let loose a small moan, the pleasure and soft squeeze of her uniform now matched by the collar warming against her neck, reminding her she was wearing it even as it helped pulse the pleasure of the device on her body through her veins. Unlike the first prototype though, the need to push the boundaries of her own powers was dulled into nothing, letting her maintain a steady glow of blaze and bliss as she relaxed into her stance feeling comfortable… content… controlled.

"There we go. How are you feeling Amelia?"

"It feels.… good." It was hard to think of anything else, her breathing deepening as her nipples hardened in response to the pleasure flowing through her body… and Evelyn's gaze as she pressed something on the console and raised her hand.

"This stage is called Control-" The word 'control' sent a shudder through Amelia, almost losing it before forcing herself back to quarter strength. "- and will be your baseline. You should be able to maintain this level of energy throughout the entire day. If you feel yourself leaving control just imagine waves of water dragging you back to it along with this."

The snap of Evelyn's fingers ricocheted off Amelia's clitoris, her mind blanking as a light orgasm rippled through her, leaving her dazed and blinking as she tried to focus. Why did I… What just happened?

"Amelia, pay attention." The young blonde's focus was immediately drawn to Evelyn, everything else forgotten as she made sure her stance was correct, uniquely aware of how sensitive and full her chest was feeling even as her thoughts scattered. Her team leader wanted her attention though and she had to give it.

"Now for the next stage, you should bring yourself up to half of your power while making sure you don't lose control."

With how good she was already feeling, half was going to be… Amelia took a deep breath before complying, knowing she had to if she was going to calibrate the new uniform to her unique superpowers. Double the pleasure she was already feeling made her knees shake, arousal soaking between her thighs even as she maintained her stance. It was impossible to hide how turned on she was, and an ocean of pleasure cascaded over her mind as she tried to find the halfway point. At some point she must have though because Evelyn started talking again, smirking at her former charge.

"This stage is called Obedience." A squeal left Amelia's parted lips, ecstasy was turning her mind to mush but still her body forced itself to stay at attention, half of her power requiring all of her focus to maintain obediently. Even just thinking the word sent another shiver through her, sinking in past her thoughts as she panted in need and heat.

"This is where you should be Amelia. This is where you want[ to be. To make your power obey. It feels good to make it… For you to be obedient doesn't it my dear?"

"Uh-hu.. Mmm!" Amelia's hips tilted forward at Evelyn's words, rubbing her engorged clit against the thin fabric of her uniform. She could barely think, barely understand her mentor's words as she struggled to maintain her powers at level. The fire inside of her, both the blue flames of her soul and the heat of ecstasy tugged against her, the device against her neck thrummed as she corralled it but only just… as if it was just waiting for a moment to build and grow and change and how fucking good it would feel-

Evelyn snapping her fingers again forced Amelia's mind back to her, another slight almost-orgasm shuddering through her.

"Now that we've established that Amelia I'm going to need you to focus okay?"

"Y-y-yes." Sweat started perspiring against her skin, Amelia needed to cum properly even as her body straightened to attention.

"Good. Now, I need you to be controlled."

An echo of sound rang out through the lab again from Evelyn's fingers, but rather than send her careening further down the path of pleasure the buzz of her body receded down, falling away not to zero but rather to that quarter mark they had established earlier. Amelia released a sigh of relief, even if her enhanced powers were still keeping her at a low level of arousal this was far more manageable… A baseline she could retreat to-

"Now, Obedience."

Her body and powers snapped along with Evelyn, a sharp and unabashed moan being ripped from Amelia as that baseline doubled, sending her bending over as she squeezed her thighs together. Oh god, I need to cum! I need to cum! I need to-

"You need to be at attention Amelia, remember this state is obedience. You're not allowed to leave that stance under any circumstances until I say otherwise."

The blonde's body slammed back into proper attention, thrusting her chest out as she groaned in discontent, no longer able to satisfy even the slightest craving. Again, Evelyn snapped her fingers, letting the heroine catch her breath as she dipped back down into control just long enough for Evelyn to repeat herself and slam her back into obedience. The see saw was impossible for Amelia's mind to keep track of, losing herself utterly to the sensations as her body followed Evelyn's instructions unconsciously. It was so much easier to let her do the work, the talking, the thinking as Amelia's mind was battered by the assault, waves of bliss crashing against it until eventually she was sinking beneath them, growing still and empty…

"Good girl. Now let's see if we've trained that muscle properly… You will be obedient for me now won't you Amelia? No more second guessing me?" Evelyn moved out from behind the console, striding to the heroine now soaked with sweat at the center of her lab.

"Yes." Amelia's voice was monotone despite the punishment her senses were still undergoing. She was obedient, she wanted to be obedient, the thought and Evelyn's words sinking into the cracks of her mind. She was drowning, both in pleasure and from that unnatural sensation of being dragged under by an unknown force. In comparison, the core of her flame seemed to grow wilder against the barriers of the uniform but it was fighting a losing battle.

"Tell me, what did I do to make you so suspicious of my actions?" Her mentor walked around her, Evelyn's wide hips swinging and sending her enhanced ass jiggling with every step, grey eyes narrow as Amelia's blue ones stared straight ahead, lidded with lust and empty of emotion.

"I don't know."

"You don't know? Do the others know? Have you told anyone?"

"I don't know. The others don't seem to think anything is off. I've told Lihua but she doesn't agree with me."

"Then she should mind her own business and stay out of my affairs and my company… Well, not like she’ll find anything I don’t want her to. When you leave this lab, you're not going to believe anything is wrong. Everything went exactly as you thought it would. You'll wear your uniform at all times. If you have to shower, you'll leave on the collar because it keeps the system and you controlled and obedient do you understand."

"Yes." Pleasure warped Amelia's body and mind as the instructions entered her, accepting her new instructions unconsciously and being rewarded with a pulse of heat for her compliance.

"Is there anything else that concerns you? Something that will draw your focus and make you start to think something is wrong."

Nothing is wrong. Her flame flickered higher, bliss buzzed further across her skin, her new uniform molding her into mindless, obedient ecstasy. Her nipples were taut, blood pulsing against her skin to harden them further, her chest heaving as the extra weight it had gained recently jiggling and drawing her attention to it.

"My boobs. They're… growing?" Amelia had to focus on something other than pleasure and obedience, emotion returning to her voice as she had to think again, bubbles of thought starting to form before Evelyn snapped her fingers again and sent her mind underneath the waves of pleasure again.

"Of course they are. What's wrong with having bigger boobs?" Evelyn stopped in front of her, looking amused as she took in her entranced charge.

"I… I don't know. Why?"

"Because I think you should have them. There's nothing wrong with your breasts getting larger. I mean, look at mine. I think they look much better the bigger they are."

Evelyn undid the top part of her jumpsuit, letting her breasts bounce free of any encumbrance. Amelia wasn't in any state to disagree but a part of her stilled at the sight. Pre-Arcadia Evelyn was naturally large and busty beyond belief but her enhanced chest was enormous, projecting out in gravity-defying glory as she circled one erect nipple with a finger, sending sympathetic sensations across Amelia's own aroused body.

"Go ahead Amelia, use your hands to feel them. Your breasts are so much better now that they're bigger aren't they?"

Amelia's arms moved on their own, her hands cupping her own chest in a mirror to Evelyn with significantly less flesh spilling out between her fingers as she squeezed, moaning slightly as her sensitive flesh tingled at her touch. They felt incredible, and she could almost feel them swell in time with her touching the cradle of flame inside her, the uniform and collar compressing and sending a different kind of heat to her core.

"Yes."

"Say it. They're better now that they're bigger."

"They're better now that they're bigger.

"Good girl." Evelyn's own voice was starting to get tinged with arousal. "And of course the bigger they get, the better they feel. You want them to get bigger don't you Amelia, to feel even better?"

"Yesss…" It was hard for her to think of anything, but the thought of her chest growing sent a carousel of sensation through her entranced body. Her powers responded to the thought, rising higher as her body shuddered underneath the onslaught. Two kinds of heat warred for superiority inside of her, the pleasure of her body making it difficult for the flame of her powers to take hold of her attention.

"That's right. The idea of them being larger turns you on, the sight and feel of them growing fills you with arousal. When you start to feel like something is wrong with that, just stand in front of a mirror like this and remember. Let the pleasure take over until all you can think about is how much better they are, how much you love having bigger tits."

"Uh-huh." Amelia's hands squeezed and played with her breasts, her nipples diamond hard between her fingers as points of ecstasy for her to play with, leaving her panting with arousal as thoughts of her breasts growing bigger and bigger. Pleasure won out as her body ached to accept Evelyn’s words and Amelia’s sunken mind acquiesced.

The older woman smirked evilly as she watched her teammate surrender to the sensations, letting her hands fall but not even bothering to dress herself again as she moved back behind the control panel. The device she had used on Amelia had a time limit and she had one more subliminal to make her experience and the aroused and entranced blonde was no doubt ready for the final stage … and the climax she would get for it.

"Amelia… No, keep playing with yourself, it's fine. I need you to let your powers build up to their limit, right to the cusp of overflowing without quite pushing you to release. This will be the final stage, and you can only reach the peak… release… by listening to me. Feel it fill you with nothing else, let your uniform take full control of your powers, make your body and mind empty of everything else but obedience and let it take you deep beneath the waves…"

* * * * *

Zzziiiiiiiipppppp…

Oh c'mon, I can't go out on patrol like this. Amelia took another deep breath, squeezing her arms together to help compress her chest as much as she could as she zipped up her original heroine suit which was tight against her hips but her breasts were making things difficult as she forced the tongue of the zipper past her curves and as high as she could get it. She held her breath, standing perfectly still as the strained garment held, letting Amelia release a sigh of reli-

Zzziiiiiiiipppppp…

And immediately slipped into a groan as the zipper continued its journey down to her navel, her expansive chest enforcing its desire to be on display. It wasn't the first time she had this problem, they had continued to grow and although that side-effect of the new uniform underneath her bodysuit was beginning to taper off the impossibly perky teardrops were each bigger than her head at this point.

Unconsciously, her hands crept up to cradle them, tit flesh spilling out between her fingers as her back straightened and her legs spread so that she was standing at attention. Amelia's brain began to fog as pleasure wormed its way from her chest and up to her head, her annoyance fading as she slipped her hands into the suit to free the twin soft soccer balls from their prison.

Most of her old clothes didn't fit anymore, and even some of the newer fitness wear that she had purchased could no longer contain their mass. Amelia had settled on nice stretchable tops but that gave way to a different problem. If she was getting looks before, she was getting open stares now as she walked around town. She couldn't blame anyone either, she was an athletic blonde now with big tits straining the thin lycra of her tops, nipples clearly visible as her mouth was parted in open arousal.

Much like how she looked right now, letting her fingers find her two pink nipples to pinch and pull and send her body spiraling down pleasure further as her powers sparked higher. Evelyn had ordered her to keep her powers set at 'obedient' as much as possible, and Amelia was far too turned on to do anything other than listen. Her boss had more orders too, but they bounced around inside the blonde's bliss-fogged mind just out of reach whenever she tried to remember them. Her body did though, and after having spent all week training Amelia couldn't remember the last time she had been anything other than obedient…

Or cum… A noise of dissatisfaction filled her throat as she sighed, adjusting the bodysuit back over her nipples and giving her chest a good shake, the sight of the wobbling flesh triggering her to hum in bliss as she admired her new tits.

The obedience stage of her training wasn't enough to make her climax, and she had been banned from doing so via self-pleasure after she had set fire to her room. It wasn't fair, and worse still she was the only one who was struggling with maintaining a stable level of power-enhancement from the P.E.P. device. Every time she went into training, no matter how much she let herself fall into control or obedience, there always seemed to be even more power for her to wrangle, the imaginary cradle of fire inside of her seeming to grow along with her chest…

Still, she obeyed. A thrill nonetheless ran through her at the word, tempting her to discover the heights of what she could experience if only she let go, but Amelia quashed it. She was already distracted enough by leaving her body set to 'obedience' and she had patrol tonight… Maybe? Amelia frowned, trying to push through the ever present pleasure her uniform kept her in as she tried to remember the date. Thinking when she was so turned on all the time had become a herculean task as her body reacted to her distraction by stoking the flames of passion inside of her-

The door to the changing area slammed open, Yanzhi stomping in with a floating Lena not far behind. The Chinese woman at least attempted to stomp anyway, her hips making her sashay into rooms whether she wanted to or not. It turned out Amelia wasn't the only one to deal with certain body parts reacting to the new uniforms and while she had learned to love how big and sexy her tits were getting, it was clear Yanzhi had yet to come to terms with her new assets. Her breasts had only grown a little, but the extra weight she was carrying in the rear made her ass jiggle with every swaying step her widened hips forced her to take.

"-told you I'm not interested in going anywhere." Yanzhi was clearly frustrated as her eyes glanced over at Amelia, her own brown eyes maybe hazy with arousal but still sharp with some spite towards the street kid turned heroine. Yanzhi didn't say a word though as she went over to her own locker, her bodysuit already off her chest as she began to struggle stretching it off her widened hips, orange choker with a golden lightning bolt at her throat catching the light.

"C'mmmonnn… This nightclub has everything. Drinks… dancing… men with…" Lena made a delighted sound that sent a sympathetic squeeze through Amelia's own aroused core. The floating European was naked sans the uniform and her own light blue collar, and her mid-sized breasts were achingly perky as she crossed and uncrossed her long dancer legs. Unlike Yanzhi or Amelia, Lena was clearly enjoying the full effects of the new uniform, her eyes completely glazed by something stronger than just obedience, and a faint note of a memory tingled in Amelia's mind before being lost in the sea of pleasure tempting her to sink beneath its waves.

"Yes, you've told me how… gifted the men you've met at the club are. I've told you, I have far too much responsibility towards my family to be engaging in such a thing with strangers. I'm a heiress and I can't settle for anything less than the best as my partner."

Lena giggled lazily, floating into a barrel roll before staring at Yanzhi. "Then you should definitely come to the club. The guy who owns it is…" Another strange look overcame Lena as Amelia realized her body had tightened and she was orgasming just from thinking about a man. Again, confusion warred with her own arousal, her own lack of climax winning out as she muttered to herself in jealous annoyance. "He's amazing...." Lena had managed to finish saying.

The two heroines stared at their floating teammate, Amelia watching several different emotions flitter over Yanzhi's face. Anger, exhaustion, and a touch of aroused curiosity as her mind wandered toward what exactly a man who caused that reaction in their teammate could do for her. The two rarely looked alike to Amelia, but that last expression was one that eerily mirrored something she could see her friend…

That thought struck through the fog in her mind like a lightning bolt as her blue eyes widened, Amelia excusing herself as Yanzhi muttered that she would think about going clubbing with Lena and quickly making a beeline towards the communications center. Lihua! She cursed underneath her breath as she slowed slightly to keep the jiggling mass of her chest from bouncing out of her suit.

It had to have been at least a week since they last talked, even if time had taken a turn for the murky recently and that sensation of unease returned to pull her out of the waters of pleasure she had been soaking in. The two would rarely go more than a day without spending time with one another and the lost time was making Amelia's breath come fast and sharp as she turned the corner and entered the comm center flustered.

Lihua didn't notice her enter, a flood of relief washing away her anxiety as Amelia found her friend where she expected her to be, even as a complex cocktail of concern and ever-present pleasure now filled in its wake.

Her friend was at her command console, but instead of wearing her usual comfortable outfits she was naked sans a familiar corseted half-leotard, the dark nipples of her bare breasts full and needy above the white uniform that showed off plenty of her tanned legs, and a slim white choker at her throat as she moaned in ecstasy. Her face was obscured by a heavy VR helmet, and Lihua had one of those long legs up on the console so while one hand manned the computer the other could plunge a large black dildo into her.

It was an erotic sight and Amelia could feel her own body starting to respond, but considering how fogged her own mind had been and the temptation to let a hand slip between her legs to help it return she was shocked her friend could be so bold to do this where anyone could find her.

Lihua meanwhile continued to thrust the large fake cock into her unabashed and unaware she was being watched, her free hand moving the mouse as a character on the screen danced around. The scantily clad magical girl was doing her best to fend off the tentacle boss monster Lihua was trying to defeat, but after a few successful parries with her staff the amount of attacks were clearly too much.

Not that her friend seemed to mind losing, the words 'Bad End' on the screen fading to give a clear view of the tentacles grabbing the character by the leg, stripping her in one go and thrusting a fat tentacle inside of her, Lihua's own motions mirroring the action in tempo as another tentacle fell in front of the magical girl's face. An orb squelched into view and began to strobe a kaleidoscope of lights into her eyes, her struggling body going limp as she submitted. Even Amelia felt her body relax as she watched the colors flitter and turn the cartoon girl into a drone… Completely drained of her will… Obedient and a total-

A loud and curse-laden orgasm from Lihua shook Amelia out of her daze, sliding the hand that had managed to work its way towards her drenched pussy out of her bodysuit as she blinked away the lights. The screen had faded back to a continue screen, but the image of the magical girl getting her brains and individuality fucked out of her by tentacles felt like it was super-imposed onto Amelia's eyes, forcing the aroused blonde to try and blink it away as she moved towards her friend.

"Lihua?" Concern tinted Amelia's voice as she moved towards her friend, who after such a strong orgasm was either basking in the afterglow or limp for another reason that she didn’t want to linger on…

"Lihua?" Gently, Amelia maneuvered her fingers around the helmet, pulling it off slowly as Lihua's breathing settled, a look of utter bliss on her face as the Asian woman took a deep breath and sighed, brown eyes opening slowly and heavy with lust still.

"Oh… Hey babe. What’s up?" She sounded like she usually did, if slightly exhausted, but considering the layer of sweat on her and the not entirely unnoticeable smell of girl-cum it was clear she had been at it for quite awhile. Still, she was also acting like it was completely normal that anyone could have found her in the comms center masturbating as Lihua stretched her slim body.

"How can… how long have you been in here? Why are you playing one of your games here? Why…" Amelia didn't know where to start even as she tried to settle her heart rate now that she was with Lihua again.

"Damn Ame, that's a lot of questions out the gate. Let a girl enjoy a good orgasm for a moment.” Lihua giggled as she stretched luxuriously before relaxing, tilting her head to the side as if it would help her think.

“It hasn't been that long but I've been stuck here for a few days. Evelyn wanted me to be around to help calibrate my telepathy enhanced by the P.E.P. to the new comms center tech. As for the game…" Lihua's gaze turned mischievous as she glanced between the loading screen and her blonde friend. "It kept kicking my ass back at our apartment, I wasn't about to leave it unfinished. The final boss is a bit of a bitch but at least the scenes are hot as hell. Not like anyone else seemed to care either, although… is this your first time on patrol since?"

"I umm.…Yeah, the new uniforms have made things difficult since my powers aren't exactly behaving properly…"

"Ugh, I know. Evelyn has been so annoying about it, making sure to keep the enhanced senses controlled and obedient[/-" Both women shivered in delight as their bodies ached in response to their uniform’s stimulation. "Well if you want to check out the tip line before you head out. I don't think anyone has bothered with it all week, the city has been mostly quiet."

Amelia nodded, something worrying away at her still as she looked down at her friend. Normally Lihua kept up to date on the tip line, and while she was always a bit of a pervert she had never had an exhibitionist streak, and… A lot of things were starting to stack up that not even the distracting sensation of the added weight on her chest was able to pull her away from…

A light giggle from below did though, the blonde heroine looking down into the smirking face of her friend, the light-hearted woman tugging gently on the mental bond the two had to share her amusement with Amelia.

"What?"

"It's really hard to take your worry seriously when your tits are dangling in my face like that. How much bigger are they? Can I touch… no wait, let me get a scale…"

Amelia swatted away her friend's hand, even as her enhanced chest did ache to be touched, but at least her laughing lunatic of a life mate had returned to form. The clock beeped as the hour turned over, making Amelia swear under her breath as she was supposed to have left on patrol by now. Still, it's been quiet… I might as well check the tip line since no one else has in awhile.

She walked over to the console that had a pair of headphones she put up to one ear, tapping away at the keyboard to see- Yikes. There were a lot more than she was expecting, fingers clicking to start up the messages. Usually Lihua sifted through the crap that some people called in with, the open number for Freedom City's only professional hero team besotted by prank calls that they took great pains to make sure never happened again by visiting the usually surprised teenager responsible. Still, there were occasionally useful bits and sometimes they even got calls from the cops, like one almost at the start of the week informing the Femme Force Five that one of the villains they put away recently, Big Pimpin', had escaped from jail.

Amelia pursed her lips in annoyance, she hadn't been there when Evelyn and Sofia had taken down his operation but it was never good when one of their nemesis was out and about. It even made sense that the city had been quiet since, the gangster wasn’t the biggest name in town but he was well-connected among the various arms, drugs, and human trafficking gangs and cartels and they might be waiting for the other shoe to fall if he was out. Still, the rest continued to be mostly nonsense or the types of things the Femme Force Five had no reason to actually involve themselves…

"Don't hang up. I know that Evelyn Steele is Vanguard and the rest of the Femme Force is in danger."

Amelia blinked, having planned on skipping the obviously modulated voice right up until it mentioned Evelyn. Outside of the team and her husband, Evelyn still maintained her secret identity and as far as she was aware, no one should know she was a super much less Vanguard. Her eyes narrowed on the information panel as her finger left the skip button entirely. A pay phone? Where the hell are there pay phones in the city that work There had to be a few, but they would have to be in the poorer, abandoned parts of the city that the council never bothered to spend money on, and finding out who was calling in would be next to impossible to trace, even as the garbled voice continued on.

"I need you to listen very carefully and absolutely do not reveal what I'm about to say to her, Evelyn Steele has been compromised- "

"What are you doing."

Amelia jerked in shock, dropping the headset as she turned around to find the woman in question glaring at her as Evelyn tilted her head to look at the console. Frozen in place, Amelia could do little to stop her from walking over, putting the headset to her own ears to listen to a message she was never supposed to get. Her face remained still, grey eyes narrowing in anger as she calmly set the headset down before leaning over, hitting the erase button on the keyboard to delete the message.

"Evelyn-"

"Stand at attention."

Her body responded on its own, hands going behind her back as Amelia tried to voice the complex series of emotions she was feeling, her own shock and a drizzle of fear as her mentor took her in flooding her system, a tickle of flame escaping as she unconsciously grabbed for the fire inside of her to do… anything.

"Obedience, Amelia." Pleasure flooded her body and mind as her uniform felt like it cinched tight at the sound of Evelyn's snapped fingers, the collar swallowing any words she would say as barriers slammed into place with shuddering arousal. Lihua gasped behind her but not in pain or shock, a sound of arousal clearly the result of her own reaction to their team leader. It was enough to remind Amelia that she wasn't alone, something to grab hold of against the tide of ecstasy and submission trying to drag her down beneath its waves.

Until another crack of Evelyn's fingers whipped against the hold she had on lucidity.

And another.

And another.

Amelia was melting, her vision going blurry as she sank and sank, her consciousness bound and weighted and being drowned until the waters of her mind were still and empty…

"Amelia, did you hear what I just said?" Evelyn's fingers snapped in front of her, jerking the dazed blonde back to reality as she tried to kick-start her thoughts by blinking, her body still limp with a blissful afterglow that beckoned her to lean back into even as she tried to stand straight for her mentor, annoyance and… satisfaction maybe, in her grey eyes.

"Umm…" Her tongue was heavy in her dry mouth as she tried to get enough saliva to form words.

Evelyn sighed dramatically, even though every inch of the curvaceous woman's body language looked as if she expected the response. "Clearly, you're not ready to go out on patrol yet if you're not able to keep yourself controlled Amelia. Head back to the lab and we'll see if we can fix that."

"I.… Umm… but there… there's no one else who can go out for the night." Amelia managed to find something to latch onto to form some kind of response. Otherwise her body would have obediently walked her back to the lab and that was… that was bad wasn't it? That idea felt right but the thought was losing the battle against the power and pleasure pulsing against it.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about it. It's been quiet all week after all, no one has even bothered to call in to the tip line after all." Evelyn tilted her head, grey eyes boring into Amelia's blue ones as though almost daring her to voice her thoughts on the matter. The heroine could feel something off in her core, the flame inside of her trying to burn a little brighter but it quailed underneath her leader's gaze and sputtered into an obedient flicker.

"O-okay." Bliss soaked into Amelia at her acquiescence, causing her to sigh and eyelids to flicker and Evelyn to relax into an amused stance. "I'll… go to the lab."

"That's a good girl." Evelyn helped her turn around, and was close behind before stopping at the stilled Lihua at her console, looking even more dazed and aroused than Amelia. "Lihua, have you beaten your game yet?"

"Mmm? No… was- was talking with Amelia…"

"Well that isn't right, you were just telling me how much you loved it. Here, let me help." Amelia turned around to watch Evelyn help Lihua put on the VR headset, leaning over to grab the mouse to start a new run. The confused Lihua wasn't ready and lost immediately, leaving her to moan in delight as the magical girl on the screen suffered another erotic loss.

It made Amelia want to stop, the heroine's fists even clenching but Evelyn looked up to see her still standing in the doorway and raised one hand.

"I told you Amelia, go to the lab."

Her attempted response was only met by the snap of fingers, leaving her body to follow her mentor's instructions as Amelia's mind was pushed into obedient pleasure…

* * * * *

The only sounds in the lab were the smooth working of machinery and Amelia's muffled groans of pleasure as the thick cock attached to a rod mechanically pumped itself in and out of her, her spread legs taut and shaking as her body begged for release. The machine didn't care, reshaping her body to its size with slow and methodical precision as she ached and squirmed against her restraints.

Amelia's back was arched over some padding, her legs strapped spread eagle and arms bound underneath her so she could barely move, her mouth muffled by a thick leather mask as she desperately tried to move in any way that would finally let her cum. She had no idea how long she'd been in such a position and at this point she couldn't think of anything other than her own desperate need, leaving only a slight flare of flame to try to grow stronger than the ecstasy mauling her.

"Ignore it Amelia. Stop being stubborn and cycle your powers up past obedience."

Evelyn's voice rang in her ears, and she could feel her powers flare to life out of her control, syncing up with the collar on her throat and the corset along her waist to strain and push and burn her body with bliss. She wasn't supposed to think, wasn't supposed to let anything distract her from surrendering to the device that was pushing her powers to the brink. Control came easily, and even obedience was becoming second nature, but reaching that third stage felt still out of reach, something blocking her from reaching her peak and finally getting to climax into-

"You need to slave it to the controller Amelia. No thoughts, no worries, empty of everything but enslavement and all the pleasure and power you could ever want."

The word 'enslavement' punched into her very soul, the flames and heat of lust inside her growing to try and reach it even as a part of her wouldn't allow itself to be drowned underneath the pounding waves of pleasure and the thrusts of the machine. Amelia needed to cum, needed any kind of release, needed to enslave herself but something inside her wasn't budging, a flashing image of Lihua fluttering across her mind.

Evelyn sighed above her as she struggled and squirmed, leaning over to adjust the tempo of the machine fucking her relentlessly.

"It's bad enough the P.E.P. still hasn't found the limits of your strength, but of course you'd be the one that would struggle mentally too. I thought it would have been Lihua, and even Yanzhi eventually took to the training… *sigh* let me add more of his lubrication and try out the next prototype."

Amelia barely heard her, her mind swallowed and sunk as the only struggle she put up was to thrust even more of the massive toy into her soaked pussy. A part of her had balked trying to comprehend the size of the fake cock she was supposed to have inside her, almost the size of her forearm with the bulbous head looking menacing when it was aimed at her center. It had been slick with something though that forced her body to accept it, stretched her very form to the limit and then some, making room Amelia didn't have and replacing pain with bolts of ecstasy that melted her mind and body. She moaned again as fresh heat bloomed from her center, Evelyn liberally applying something slick to the dildo.

The heat it created in her body, the desire and lust the fat toy pushed into her very core and beyond, made it impossible for Amelia to do anything other than submit. Her body stretched and reformed around the invader until she was squeezing her pussy in need to pull it even further inside, willpower melted by the slickness as she deteriorated further into empty minded bliss. Amelia was so close as she instinctively humped against the device, the fires of lust reforging her soft brain around the solid shaft. She just needed to submit a little more, let herself be enslaved and she could finally cum…

Orgasm continued to elude her though, making Amelia groan in agony and need around her gag as delicate hands attached something cool and metal to the skin behind her ear. In comparison to the pressure pounding away at her very being, the soft silvery blanket coating her mind should have been a welcome relief. Instead its calmness settled onto her mind heavily, pushing her consciousness even further underneath the stilling waters of complete submission…

|That's it Amelia. You don't have to fight anymore, I'm right here.|

Lihua's voice echoed inside her head, Amelia's ability to be shocked or surprised long since silenced as her body relaxed, a soft moan exiting from somewhere deep inside her as delicate fingers moved a blindfold over her blank blue eyes. With another one of her senses removed, the blonde was left with only the unrelenting motion of the machine pumping into her and her slowing mind being dragged beneath the rising tides of power and pleasure, eager to quench and control the flame inside her for another’s purpose.

|You're doing wonderful, Amelia. You're so close now… No more thinking, no more resistance, just let your mind and body sink into enslavement.| Her friend's voice was joined by those hands playing with her large tits, fingers tightening and squeezing her nipples and pushing Amelia closer to the edge. |No more worries Amelia, I'm here with you… You know you can trust me just… Let go…|

The waters of Amelia's mind stilled to glass. Even as her body began to shake towards climax, the soft words of the most important person in her world finally caused her subconscious to lose its grip so she could sink and cum and obey…