"Just as I thought," Mary Anne said, cracking her knuckles as she approached the prone Akemi. "There's no way you're gonna break someone like her with a few hugs and kisses. No way. Time to do things the hard way."
Akemi shrank at the look on her corrupted friend's face. It was wrathful and gleeful in equal measure; a kind of sadism Akemi could never have imagined Mary Anne giving in to. It forced her to wonder: had those desires been inflicted on her by a demon, or had they been within her all along, simply waiting to be unleashed? Akemi thought about the desires she was fighting to suppress, and wasn't sure which possibility was more terrifying.
"I'm not gonna bother asking or pleading with you," Mary Anne spat, as the others cleared the space around them. "I'm just gonna take what I want from you. Which is, pretty much, to use you like a toy. You got that?"
Akemi had no idea what to say. She was simply astonished at the transformation that had befallen her fellow Star Sentinel. All the softness and gentleness had been chiseled away from Mary Anne, leaving her with nothing but sharp, jagged edges. She was muscular and scarred, and held herself in a hunched, aggressive posture, like a growling wolf. She had become a creature of force and violence.
"Nothing to say?" Mary Anne sneered down at her, now, looming over her.
"I..."
Akemi wasn't sure. What could she say? The weak rejection she had managed to muster against Riley and Zaina would be utterly meaningless with Mary Anne, and in her weakened state, defiance would just seem pathetic. What else was there? It didn't help that Akemi's head was still spinning, the distinctive cravings Mary Anne's demonic comrades had teased her with still very, very fresh in her mind. In the end, Akemi just sagged, defeated.
"Do whatever you want with me," replied the leader of the Star Sentinels. "I can't stop you, Mary Anne. And besides. I probably owe it to you, after leading us into this mess."
Akemi wasn't entirely sure what kind of response she'd been expecting, but she was still surprised when Mary Anne clenched her fists even tighter, snarling viciously and letting out a frustrated hiss.
"Fuck you, Akemi!" she growled. "God. You're always so disappointing. Are you really this easy to break? Huh? Is our clever, powerful, pretty, kind leader really this fucking pathetic? That just pisses me off."
Akemi trembled for a moment at Mary Anne's rage, and then froze when her former friend's furious expression curdled into a malicious smirk.
"Good thing I have you to take it out on, huh?"
Mary Anne pounced. Akemi lacked the strength to fend her off or squirm out of the way, and so, within an instant, the corrupted magical girl's hands were all over her, clutching and groping at her tits. Akemi gasped and flinched in pain, but there was no escape, and her distress only seemed to add to Mary Anne's glee.
"Are you really just gonna let me do this?" Mary Anne growled. "Really? How does it feel, huh? How does this make you feel? Does it make you feel good, slut?"
As Akemi's head started to cloud with mixed pain and pleasure, it took her few moments to figure out exactly what she felt towards Mary Anne.
She felt angry.
Being treated like nothing more than a weak little toy pissed Akemi off. She deserved better, no matter her mistakes. She had her pride as a magical girl, and she wasn't going to let anyone trespass on it this much. No-one got to talk to her that way for free. No-one.
"G-get off of me!" Akemi spat. She still lacked the strength to fight Mary Anne off, but her voice was filled with fresh venom. Mary Anne noticed right away, and laughed giddily.
"Yes! That's more like it, bitch." Her grin split her face from ear to ear. "I knew you weren't done yet. Good thing is, neither am I."
Still groping at her, Mary Anne brought her lips to Akemi's neck and bit. Akemi couldn't help but let out a sharp shriek at the pain, but what followed was a sense of warm, uncomfortable pleasure as Mary Anne started sucking greedily at her, determined to leave a bright, red lovebite. The idea of someone else leaving her marked like that made Akemi's blood boil, and as strength surged within her, she lashed out in the way that felt most instinctive.
She wrenched her head back away from Mary Anne, then surged forwards and bit her back.
The cry of rage that left the corrupted magical girl's lips filled Akemi with deep, mean satisfaction. There was something so perfect about inflicting the same humiliation on Mary Anne that Mary Anne had been trying to inflict on her. She knew it was petty, but wasn't a little bit of petty revenge the least she deserved, after all she'd just been through?
"Shit!" Mary Anne grunted. "No. You don't get to do that."
Leveraging her strength, she forced Akemi away from her, and then flipped the beleaguered leader over before immediately pouncing on top of her, using her body weight to keep Akemi pressed to the ground. Keeping up her assault, she reached a hand down and started viciously groping Akemi's ass. Akemi squirmed and writhed like a wild animal, and though she still wasn't strong enough to break free, she could tell that it was becoming harder for Mary Anne to keep her under control.
"You're mine," Mary Anne hissed triumphantly. "You got that?"
"No!" Akemi snarled. "Fuck you!"
"Sure, whatever," Mary Anne shot back. "I can tell you're getting off on it, slut."
Akemi froze for a moment and whimpered shamefully as Mary Anne snaked a hand up her skirt and into her panties. Now Mary Anne knew how wet she was. Akemi wanted to protest that it was only because of Lust and her sorcery, but she knew Mary Anne would only laugh in her face. Besides, at least to herself, she couldn't deny that there was something uncomfortably arousing about wrestling with Mary Anne like this. Her body had been made incredibly sensitive, and pain and pleasure were one and the same. Her blood was running hot, making everything more intense, and she couldn't stop her body responding to the way Mary Anne was groping her.
"Oh my god, you really are!" Mary Anne sneered, wiping away Akemi's wetness on her thigh. "That's hilarious. Why not just give up and beg me to fuck you already? Go on. Beg."
Akemi saw red. She'd never quite understood that phrase before, but in that moment, as rage sent her blood pressure peaking, a crimson veil passed before her eyes and filled her with fury.
"Fuck. You!" she repeated, hissing through clenched teeth. Akemi turned her anger into strength, and with a huge exertion, managed to throw Mary Anne off of her.
Mary Anne grunted as she slumped to the ground. Within an instant, though, she was already springing back onto her haunches, ready to pounce again. But Akemi was moving too. She sprang forwards, desperate to restrain her former friend, and as the two of them fought for control, they ended up simply entangled with one another, rolling messily around on the floor of the despoiled church, groping and clawing at each other as they did.
"You're... wow... you're really not bad!" Mary Anne panted. Her voice was still filled with fury, but she kept whooping and howling with exhilaration at their struggle. "But you can't win. Not against me. Not unless you really give in to what you're feeling."
"Hnngg... no!" Akemi shouted, grappling Mary Anne with all of her strength. She could feel what Mary Anne was talking about. Within her, deep inside all the anger, there was a power. A presence. It would have been so easy to reach out and take it, and be transformed. She knew somehow that if she did, she would win. She'd lose her soul, of course, and all of her goodness, but she'd beat Mary Anne, and that was starting to become all she cared about.
"You know you want to!" Mary Anne urged, throwing Akemi onto her back and roughly grabbing one of her tits.
"I... I don't!" Akemi retorted, wrapping her thighs around Mary Anne and using her hips to throw her off.
"Yes, you do!" Mary Anne snorted, although her voice wavered slightly as Akemi clutched at her thigh and put another lovebite on her chest. "You know this feels good. Why are you fighting me so hard if it doesn't?"
Akemi had no answer to that. Mary Anne was right. She was so tempted. She didn't want to be angry, exactly, but she needed the anger and the strength it gave her, and so she couldn't bring herself to pull away from it. And so, she was left constantly teetering on the brink of corruption.
"S-shut up!" was all that Akemi could manage to say.
Mary Anne started to laugh. Akemi saw red again. She needed to make the corrupted magical girl shut up. She needed Mary Anne to stop tempting her, and besides, she was getting more and more pissed off at all of her taunts and insults. Acting on pure instinct, Akemi did as Mary Anne had done to her, and slipped a hand up her friend's skirt to start toying with her pussy.
At the very first touch, Mary Anne's eyes went wide with shock, and a choked moan escaped her lips. A sadistic grin made its way onto Akemi's face. Mary Anne was incredibly wet.
"Now who's enjoying it, huh?" she taunted, her voice growing hard and cruel. "Now who's a fucking slut, huh?"
"Nnng... nnngghhh," Mary Anne whined desperately, as Akemi managed to slip two of her fingers into the corrupted girl's cunt. Akemi was starting to realize Mary Anne was even more frustrated and pent-up than her, and eagerly pressed her advantage. As she started finger-fucking Mary Anne, her body became increasingly limp and her struggles grew increasingly feeble.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," Akemi jeered sarcastically. She brushed aside what remained of Mary Anne's resistance, effortlessly straddling her so she could bear down on her with all her weight. The look of simmering humiliation and pleasure on Mary Anne's face was like a drug. "Now who's using who like a toy?"
