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(Vote) SongsTress Quest Episode 4 - Notes of Change
🕑 Added 2025-06-18 17:00:13 +0000 UTCDecisions, decisions... Ahhh, so many options, so little time to choose! Welp, better just... Enie, miney, that one!
You point to one of the most tempting doors at random, and step over, pushing it open silently. It's not like you to act quietly, but every star understands that you need to wait until the correct moment to make your big debut.
Inside is the woman you heard talking on her phone to some kind of reporter, maybe? She sounded like an ambitious lady, and now you can see her she definitely looks the part too. Tall, blonde, and dressed up nice in a cute blue number. Looks like she was here for the talent contest too. Her hair's done up in long pigtails that hang down to her shoulders, her green eyes glinting with eager intent as she looks at her phone.
"Lunch at Rubens - 2 o'clock..." She mutters, typing it into her calendar. "Perfect. And here I thought this entire day was going to be wasted..."
What's she going on about? You've got no idea! But you do know that she's paying far more attention to her phone than she is to the door - or to the big mirror in front of her. That's a real shame for her. For you, it's a fantastic opportunity to watch your wonderful self gliding up behind her.
By the time she glances up, it's far too late. She has just enough time for her eyes to widen before your arms wrap around her, your hand covering her mouth. "Mmphmn!"
She tries to struggle, break away from you, but you're a Desire, far stronger than any ordinary human. And it's not like you need to hold on for long. It only takes a moment for you to put your lips to her ear, and let loose a single note. "~"
Then you get to watch her reflection as it shoots through her brain.
A shudder rolls through her body, her eyes fluttering, arms rocking, hips squirming. You feel her gasp through your fingers. You think you see a hint of wetness glisten beneath her dress. Then she goes slack, almost limp in your arms. It's that quick.
You let her go, hand sliding from her face to reveal a slack jawed smile, her eyes drooping to half-lidded. You can see her pupils flickering, shifting back and forth from their ordinary round design to a pair of music notes as she wobbles on the edge of becoming... Whatever you want to make of her.
Oh it really is that easy. Ordinary humans are just material to you. Clay to sculpt into art. Notes to compose into serenades. And this one is ready to be reshaped into a minion of your choosing. Now the question is - What will you make of her?
(It's Vote time once again! You've suggested SongsTress's potential options, now it's time to pick - just what kind of minion are you about to make?)
