NTR Quest 4 -Malik- (Patreon)

“I can't get him outta my head!” Kara complained in a panic. The fox girl paced back and forth in a huff. Her slender fingers wove into her red mane, almost pulling it out in frustration.
“I can't believe this happened to me!”

“R-relax.” Jeane held up her hands in an attempt to calm her down.
“Think about the Hero.” She hoped that it would give her some brief reprieve to think of someone she cared about.

“The who?” Kara gave Jeane a weird look before remembering who the mage was talking about and what she was trying to do.
“Oh... Uhm...” She strained to think about the hero over the dumpy 'Adonis' that had occupied her thoughts. The gross, overweight, slightly muscular orc male with olive skin and fuzz all over his sweaty body. She could not help but think in detail about his big swinging cock and the way so much grime built up under the foreskin of that immense member. The advantage of all that coming to mind was how equally tempting and off-putting it was. Compared to Malik the hero was... She tried to consider his good points.
“He's nice, I guess. He never took advantage of me.” She smirked and let out a little chuckle.
“Actually... It's cute. When we first met I gave him the chance to get sucked off, but he convinced me out of it.” She rolled her eyes but Jeane could see a spark in her eye that betrayed how endeared Kara was.
“Really, really... Good.”

“That is somewhat sweet.” Jeane commented in agreement. It was also a good moment to dwell upon for their purposes.
“Think about that.” She advised.

“Well, I know if it was that filthy orc he would push my head down on his massive dick until I choked.” She bit her bottom lip to the point of almost drawing blood.

Jeane rolled her eyes. “Goodness! Stop thinking about the good aspects of him and focus on the bad. Woman... Do you enjoy filth and sweat?”

“No.” Kara said definitively. She inhaled deeply while looking up in thought.
“The taboo aspect of it is kind of interesting but in general, it's not something I look for. In heat of the moment, sure, I've been known to relish in a little-”

“Okay, that's enough!” Jeane hand shook as it continued to be held up in a stopping motion.

“Do you enjoy men that legitimately subvert your will.”

“Of course not. I should always be on top when It's all said and done.” She acknowledged, beginning to come to terms with what she disliked about Malik, despite him solidifying a general feeling of love within her.

“Okay. That is good. Very good. Anything else?”

Kara grimaced. “This was covered under filth and sweat but he smells disgusting. Especially around his cock. I bet his pig mouth with his pig spit tastes gross, too.”

“Excellent! With these, we should be able to empower you to think poorly of the man. You just need to focus on these things to resist. Also, be aware of your emotions. He is going to try to utilize your feelings about me and mine about you to pit us against each other.”

“How do you feel about me?” Kara inquired curiously.

Jeane gulped. “W-well...” She struggled to find something nice to say.
“You are a wonderful... You have protected the hero quite well so far.”

“I have, haven't I?” Kara grinned.
“For you” Kara did not strain to think. She was always quite forward and sure of what she said..

”Thanks for helping me, Jeane.” Kara said in a surprisingly humble tone. The fox even said Jeane's name for the first time and not 'elf' or 'ciar.'

“This is for me and the Hero as much as it is for you. I can NOT be the only sane one here.”

“With this I might be able to fight his influence.” As Kara said that, Malik approached them. The two women became guarded immediately, except for Kara who briefly caved and offered a cheerful, tail-wagging.
“Welcome back!” She cleared her throat and furrowed her brow.
“I- I mean... Fuck you!” She added sternly.

Malik squared the fox between a frame made by his fingers. “Hm. Sensing a lot of negativity.”

“If you try anything we will both fight you. We will win, as well. Right?” Jeane stated confidently. She looked to Kara, who seemed to agree.

“Scary.” Malik taunted, raising his hands. He ultimately did not seem convinced.

“You have nothing to fear if you do nothing to cause us to have to defend ourselves.” Jeane clarified.
“We respect the Hero's word, but we can not be expected to throw ourselves to a wolf. Be satisfied with the toys you've gained so far and relent. Leave us and him be for the duration of our travels.” The elf demanded assertively as Malik spoke privately to Kara.
“Are you listening!?”

“Uh... Y-yeah.” Kara nodded rapidly, her tail still wagging. Jeane could tell she was struggling to fight the influence of love. Possibly because she had never really felt it before in earnest. Not in the intense, soul-subverting way Malik had, at least.

“Was just telling her that the measures you both took aren't going to work and that she looks very cute when she's mad.” Malik claimed cockily. He wore a wide smirk beneath his pig nose that suggested he was not lying. Either that or he was bluffing.

“How so?” Jeane inquired carefully.
“Kara, keep in mind that he is going to use your emotions against you.”

“We've talked about that and know when it's happening, so you can cut that shit out.” Kara warned.

“Oh no...” Malik mocked before offering a subtle shrug.
“So you figured out you can think bad thoughts to convince yourself you dislike someone, like a normal person. That certainly is Sociomancy's weakness when it comes to any average orc without the ability to read statuses and the like.” He stepped between them.
“Does thinking about my scent disgust you both?” Malik asked, surprising them with the off-topic subject. They both nodded in agreement.

“It does.” Kara spat. It was true. She did not have to try to dislike that part of him.

“Agreed.” Jeane nodded, as well.
“Getting close, making us smell you and whipping it out is not going to suddenly make us enjoy it.” She warned.

“I'd consider that pretty hostile, too.” Kara stated.

“That's why I'm welcoming you two to build-a-perv workshop.” He opened his thick arms wide, as though welcoming them both.

“What?” The two stared up at him skeptically.

“I don't need to convince you.” He began flexing his body in a way that showed off his muscles. Suddenly to both women his dumpy body became somewhat passable. He gave off the aura of a strong, dependable man. Bigger than the hero and stronger naturally, for sure. As they were both thinking that he was bigger and stronger than the hero, Malik smirked and reached out, pressing a finger to both of their foreheads suddenly.
“Oh, I like like. I'll take it. Locked!” As he said 'locked' a small spark jumped from the tips of his fingers into their heads, causing their eyes to briefly cross from the shock. There was a brief feeling in the front of their brains like a mild ice cream headache. The two girls gasped as the small, momentarily thought that was tied to shame in the fact that the hero was weaker began to dominate their opinion. When Jeane and Kara both thought of the hero both women felt a sense of shame and could not help but feel like Malik was stronger and the Hero was weaker. Jeane stood up.

“W-what in the hell did you do! I told you we would defend ourselves!” She warned, raising her hands. Arcs of her own magic passed between her fingers like webs.

Malik seemed confused, but not at all threatened. “You of all people want to defeat me with brute, dumb force? Wouldn't it feel so much better to outwit me? Like... Really, really good?”

“You can't fool me.” Jeane smirked. She was going to kill him. It did not matter what he said. Though the thought did occupy her mind and she felt quite bad that she could not have outwitted him, she was not going to fall for the same trick twice. She was watching to make sure his finger would not approach anywhere near her head. Unfortunately she was not looking anywhere else. He reached down and two thick fingers hooking up into her cunt over her panties. They dragged up, finding and circling her little bean rapidly and mercilessly. As a wave of arousal and pleasure briefly cut through her defenses his other hand pushed a finger into her forehead and he offered smugly.

“Locked.” She stopped casting, her eyes wide. The elf was panting and her thighs were pressed together tight. She dropped to her knees, her face glowing. She felt shame at the thought of defeating the man with brute force but most mind-warping and confusing of all she felt intense arousal at the thought of outwitting him to the point where she felt like doing so would bring her to a swift orgasm alone. She wanted it. She needed it. She didn't love him. On the contrary, she still hated him but she loved the idea of defeating him, even to the point where she would handicap herself to reach her goal in that way.

Kara was ready to fight as well, looking to Jeane with confusion. “Wait, are we going or not?”

“W-we have to outsmart him, Kara! It would feel so good to beat him fairly, without force!” Jeane gasped out the words, almost at orgasm just thinking about it.

“O-oh. Okay...” Kara was not complaining, because she really would hate to see such a man go. That thought lead to a brief, selfish desire that only spanned an instant; she wanted to see him become more amicable so that she COULD love him. As he was, she could not. He could be the perfect lover if he just stopped trying to control and warp her brain. Ironically, in an instant before that thought passed she heard:

“Locked.” Kara felt the small migraine as she felt her thoughts and emotions solidify around both needing him and... needing him to change.

She stared at him in frustration. “Did you just-”

Malik shrugged. “Aren't I just encouragable? I just haven't had a lot of great influenced in my life so far...” He hinted facetiously with a smirk. Kara gasped and felt herself becoming excited at the chance she was given.

“Right.”

The hero was definitely out. Both girls thought that. He was far too weak and caught up in his own little world. Why would they want such a weak man when they could have Malik to themselves. Jeane wanted him for the rush of defeating a worthy opponent in the arena of the mind, and Kara for a legitimate partner that she could enjoy being with if he changed just a little.