
Ana crawled slowly over the Lord Prism's legs, letting her dark hair brush
over his pale flesh. She brought her plump lips to his skin and laid down
a meandering line of kisses which lead to his cock. He stirred beneath her
as her lips closed around his member, but he did not protest. He must
still think she was someone else. Ana's warm, wet tongue played over
Gavin's shaft until it was iron hard. The curtain of her hair hid her
face from him as she sat up and eased herself slowly onto him. She
gasped at the feeling of penetration. The rush of victory
was almost as sweet as the pleasure his cock was bringing her.

He slid his hands up her flanks, moving them towards her breasts. Ana
brushed him away. If he still thought she was someone else, one touch
of her breasts would shatter the illusion. Ana was blessed with larger
and more perfect breasts than any woman in the Chromera, and the Lord
Prism would surely realize her identity if he touched her. She wrapped
her hands around Gavin's wrists and pushed them into the pillows above
his head, thrusting herself down onto his dick. She moaned in pleasure.

Ana's pussy rippled along Gavin's shaft. She looked down at him, and could
see the arousal coming off him like light. With a smile she drafted it,
filing her body with his arousal, pushing the sex luxin to her breasts.
She had no idea why she had this talent, but she did. Since the beginning
of puberty she had been able to draft arousal. It was always stronger when
people were aroused by her. Fortunately arousing people was something Ana
was uniquely suited for.

She eased her fat nipple into Gavin's mouth. He must have realized she
was not whoever he thought she was because he started squirming, but
she quickly released sex luxin from her nipples and his struggles slowed,
then stopped. Sex luxin was a creamy liquid, not a slick as orange luxin,
and more viscus than yellow. It was useless as a building material, but
if Ana could get someone to drink it they found her irresistible.

Soon the Prism was gulping sex luxin from Ana's breasts. She crooned down
at him, urging him on. Finally she sat up, letting him get a good look
at her for the first time. Her inner muscles gripped his shaft in a pulsing
rhythm, but she knew he would not cum. Now that he had drunk her luxin,
that was in her complete control. "Look at me, slave." She said. Calling
the Lord Prism her slave sent a shiver of pleasure up her spine. She bent
down to whisper instructions in his ears.

After she was satisfied that Gavin had absorbed her commands she sat back
up, thrusting her impressive bust out and grinding her hips atop him.
It was so arousing to have finally seduced the Prism. She drafted sex
luxin greedily, more than she ever had before. She could feel Gavin's
arousal through the connection that had opened. If she were not holding
his orgasm at bay with an effort of will he would have cum long ago.

Ana felt a growing tautness in her chest, and she realized it was from
the large volume of sex luxin she had packed into her breasts. Normally
it was impossible to pack so much luxin that it caused swelling, but
Ana was drafting more than she ever had before. *I'm going to burst*
she thought. To make sure that did not happen she brought her distended
nipple to Gavin's mouth, and let down her luxin in a rush. Obedient to
her needs, he gulped the creamy liquid down.

He had only taken the pressure off one breast when he started to whimper
beneath her. He was so aroused that it was becoming painful to be prevented
from orgasming. Ana did not care. She roughly moved him to her other breast
and forced him to start gulping.

Gavin bucked and shuddered under the young sex goddess atop him, unable to
do anything but worship her with his body. He did not know at what point
he had started begging her to let him cum, but he had been doing so for
what seemed like hours. Ana was merciless. She just kept drafting more and
more luxin, dumping it into the helpless Prism as fast as she drafted it.

Ana shuddered into orgasm, making little gasping moans. She was so absorbed
in her own pleasure that she did no notice Gavin's mind coming apart beneath
her. It was just too much to bear. He could not possibly be any more aroused.
When she finally did come down from her orgasm, minutes later, she noticed
looked into his mind through their connection and saw that he had been
completely remade. Now his only priority was worshiping her, pleasing her,
servicing her.

The realization sent a bolt of pleasure through Ana so powerful that she
immediately started cumming again. This time she allowed her new slave to
join her. Her climax was so intense that she did not notice anything strange
about Gavin's own orgasm. The Prism was a genius of magic, and he had already
grasped the true power of sex luxin. Given his new priorities in life he did
the only thing he could: he gave himself to his Mistress.

Ana was still in the throes of orgasm, wave after wave of pleasure washing over
her, but things were no longer so intense that she was unaware of her
surroundings. She noticed, for the first time, that Gavin seemed smaller
beneath her. His shoulders only barely extended past her bent knees. On top
of that he was still orgasming. He should have been done by then.

Gavin felt his essence flowing out of him through his rock hard cock. With
every pulse of his shaft a bit of his strength, a bit of his intelligence,
a bit of his beauty, and especially a bit of his magic moved from him to
his Mistress. The idea of giving himself up to Ana was so arousing that
each pulse just made the next one more powerful. It felt so good to make the
ultimate sacrifice for his Mistress.

It took a few seconds for Ana to understand what Gavin was doing, but once
she did it immediately kicked her back into a climax so intense that she
one again lost track of her surroundings. The world narrowed to her own
pleasure, and the sensation of Gavin's essence moving into her.

Eventually it was over. Gavin shrank to the size of a toddler, then a baby,
then he was just gone. Last to disappear was his cock, consuming itself
to finish the job. Ana basked in the afterglow for a minute, then for
five.

*I just killed the Prism* she realized. She could not stay around for any
longer. Hurriedly, she grabbed her shift from the floor. She pulled it
over her head, but immediately realized that it would not work. The cloth
seemed to have shrunk.

She walked over to Gavin's dressing mirror. *Or I've grown* she thought
looking at herself. Her always impressive bust had definitely gotten bigger.
Each teardrop shaped breast was bigger than her head. The rest of her had
changed as well. Her hips and butt seemed to have benefited from whatever
had happened to her bust, though not so dramatically. She had always been
beautiful, but now her face was absolutely breathtaking. It was hard to
say what the difference was exactly, but it was definitely there.

She was still covered in a thin layer of feminine fat, but the muscles
underneath looked like the results of long training. There was no
sign of the little hint of belly fat that Ana had never been able to
quite get rid of. She even seemed to have gotten a little taller.
The sight of her own body made Ana grow moist.

Snapping out of her reverie, she drafted a thin blue knife and cut
a slit down the front of her shift. Wait, how had she drafted blue?
Time for that later. With some difficulty she pulled the too-small
garment back on. The shift had been low-cut to begin with, so it
exposed a tremendous amount of cleavage now, but the slit did not
rip any further.

Ana pulled her cloak up off the floor and draped it over herself. She
would not be able to get the small dress crumpled next to it on ever
again, so she drafted a blob of green to hold the cloak shut and walked
toward the door. She wished there was some way to avoid being seen leaving
the Prism's chambers, but the two blackguards outside had seen her come in,
so there was nothing she could really do. People would know she had been
here.

She pulled open the door and flounced out, giving the blackguards a
saucy grin. As she walked away she heard one of them ask the other
if she had been that beautiful when she went in. She smirked.

It was only when she got home that she realized how lucky she was
that no one had noticed her prismatic eyes.
