Mistresses of the World of Ruin

A deity. Queen of the monsters. Or, just a voluptuous, brown-haired maiden scantily clad in nothing but a giant blue ribbon. She was mistress of those she was trying to fight. She was the main boss- she was the queen, and if they defeated her, the spell over all of them would vanish. The Rafflesias would all disappear. The Barb-E's, L. 80 Magics, Madams, would all vanish, and their friends would return to normal. But she knew Love Token, Entice, and some painful magic.

Somehow, they had managed pretty darn far. Goddess had 120 hit points left. And then she used Entice. Three of the party members- out of Setzer, Sabin, Terra, and Relm- were enticed. Terra was the only one who wasn't. The rest of the party kneeled before her as she giggled, trying to feign not having any more hit points. But after chanting a spell that the giddied members couldn't recognize, she delivered the final blow to Goddess, sending her to her defeat.

Goddess fell down- she was defeated, as she gradually faded to ashes while moaning loudly. The party did it. And their enticement wore off. They defeated the source of the seductresses. They had saved the world. It was over- they didn't even know what to think. Of course, some of them thought this would be utterly impossible, but now that Goddess was gone, the rest of her slave girls should be returning to normal.

The party members high-fived one another as they huffed and puffed after the hard battle. They smiled, giggled, and shared hugs, eager to find the rest of their friends who had fought so hard, some of them falling valiantly along the way. Instead of trekking deeper into the tower, they figured it would be a good idea to head back and regroup, finding Locke with the airship waiting for them. They had a little ways to go, though.

Setzer smelled a tinge of sweetness as a sexy pink tendril entered his nostrils. He spun around and saw... what? He saw a white-clad vixen, just like the girls they had seen. It was a Vilia, clad in white gloves and white dress, with devastating cleavage and majestic makeup. Was this their true final battle? No, it would be moments before she disappeared after the magic of Goddess was broken.

"Wait, everybody, I think we have one more to fight. But she should be chump change, she should be..."

He looked deeper at her to see that it was Celes the Vilia. Wrapped around her arm, instead of the usual fan, was a long, leather leash, that after a long trail was affixed to a collar on a naked man, who was no other than... Locke? Locke, with pink-glazed eyes, obediently ran his hands up and down the perfect legs of his immaculately hypnotic domme.

"That's alright," he affirmed. "She'll be returning to normal soon."

Then, a pair of hands wrapped around him, and he felt a wet kiss on his cheek. What the hell was going on? He turned around but heard Sabin scream "Terra!" before he saw her, wrapped around him, smiling, her eyes a deep pink.

"Relm has spells to fake her eyes being pink. Didn't you think I had spells to make mine NOT pink, darling," she giggled, giving Setzer another peck, "The truth is, I faked snapping out of my 'trance.' I'm in no trance... I am a Madam, and always will be a Madam, darlings, and you fell into our little trap. I appreciate you giving Sraphim to me, and I was sure to treat her to the wild sex my new slave deserved when you were all camping at night..." she treated Setzer to another adoring kiss. Sabin, startled, ran to throw her off, but the former Celes gave a loud, orgasmic moan. When Sabin paused to look at her, she had brought down her top and began to massage her breasts. Locke, on all fours, began masturbating himself at the sight, aroused by any promiscuity of his new mistress.

"Hehe, that can get any man's attention," she teased, playfully adoring her pert nipples.

"We'll fix you! I don't know how this happened, but we'll break the spell!" screamed Relm. She was the most shocked- she was in denial. Her master plan didn't fail. Terra was just joking, right? She wasn't deceiving them all this time. But she was. Relm was beginning to lose hope. Was this it? No. No it wasn't. Just like before, she had to fight. She had to fight.

"We'll fight..." she screamed.

Celes lazily shot her a glance, and flicker her hand up, blowing, and saying "Entice," as a heart trailed to her. She began to run, but it anticipated her moves and she ran in a circle straight into it, meeting it face to face as Celes giggled in the distance, her vision exploding in pinkness.

Everybody froze. Even Terra- Relm had been the biggest nuisance, the only one vaguely able to resist their charms. She smiled as she saw Celes was on it. She brought her lips up again, very dramatically, slowly- this was, of course, a special occasion- and blew, whispering, "Entice..."

Relm was shaking her head, trying to ward off the spell, when the next hit her. It was like coming out from under water and being submerged back in when you've only been able to take half a breath.

"Have as many as you like, Relm!!" yelled Celes, as she blew another "Entice" and made the sexy motion with her lips.

Relm was constantly being engulfed by the barrage of the sexy magic as Terra continued to hold Setzer who struggled- she was so extraordinarily strong, having half-Esper blood. During this time, Terra was speaking, in a way that entranced both Setzer and Sabin

"I was never met at Narshe. That was a made-up story. I was always a Madam all along. Celes was always a Vilia. Do you remember any other memories?" she asked teasingly, caressing Setzer.

Setzer kept shaking his head, saying, "Yes, yes!" Of course, it died down the more he heard Terra. Celes then blew another Entice at Relm, keeping up the barrage, and when they all subsided, asked her the lucky question,

"Fight?"

"..."

"It's ok darling... speak softly,"

"Fight... for you..."

"Very good."

Setzer screamed "Noooo!!! Why isn't the spell broken! We defeated Goddess!" as Terra muttered, caressing him,

"Hehehe... what a lovely encore..."

Setzer looked up, shocked. He didn't even want to know.

"...do you know that spell Life 3?"

Oh no.

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Goddess began to rise up from her ashes, and in moments, was completely renewed with full HP.

"That whole battle- and in fact your whole quest- was utterly, utterly, pointless, my love," she said, kissing him again on the cheek soothingly.

"How does it feel to be defeated?" proclaimed Goddess.

Setzer didn't know what to do. It couldn't- no, no...

"Now, look into the eyes of Goddess, stare into them deeply, and it will all be over soon..."

No. Not like this. There had to be something. It couldn't be like this.

Terra held Setzer with blue gloves. Goddess' magic had transformed her to her new form. Rafflesias began to bloom around Goddess as she sauntered to Setzer in victory.

No. Not like this.

And being held by Terra, he began to look into her eyes.

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She then attached a flower to each of the heroes, one by one, giving them a deep kiss as she did so.

"Sabin Figaro. You have fought long and hard, and trained... and I am so happy that your journey ends here. You will make a fine slave,"

*kiss*
Sabin lost all experience, spells and abilities, as Goddess' kiss brainwashed him completely.

"Setzer Gabbiani. You have long tread on luck, and you have struck lucky to win my favor. With me as your queen, you are the luckiest man alive. You will make a fine slave."

*kiss*
Setzer lost all experience, spells and abilities, as Goddess' kiss brainwashed him completely.

"Relm Arrowny. Your creativity led your friends to almost defy my servants. This creativity will serve you well as you join the same servants you foolishly tried to fight. You will make a fine slave,"

*kiss*
Relm lost all experience, spells and abilities, as Goddess' kiss brainwashed her completely.

"Terra Branford. Your persistence and loyalty has earned you my admiration and a position as a handmaiden at my right side. Kefka was right to choose you for a slave crown- you are a very loyal slave, and will continue to make a fine slave forever."

*kiss*
"Mmmm... thank you mistress."

"Celes Chere. A spirit as white as snow can only be matched by an outfit sexy as white. You shall serve me forever on the left, as my handmaiden. You are a legendary mistress, and seductress. You seduced half of your former teammates just now, and I will reward you justly. Reward you by making you my fine slave forever."

*kiss*
"Yesss... it's a pleasure to serve my beautiful queen..."

"Locke Cole. By seeking out and giving into your love, Celes, you showed what being a hero is about. It's not about fighting your passions, it's about giving into them. And you gave in. You were the one that caused your friends to fall forever- if you hadn't given in, they might have beaten me. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is that I have won over you, and you will be my fine slave forever."

*kiss*
"Yes... Goddess... forever."

"My, my... those Rafflesias look so nice on all of you. Now close your eyes, and let my magic take its effect. Let me savor this- the first moments of a world of light again, a world with no heroes. Mmmm.... when you open your eyes again, the Rafflesias will have permamently removed your memories of your journey, and only instilled those of me..."

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They all knelt before Goddess. The former heroes and heroines now kissed her feet adoringly as she laughed victoriously, diabolically. The memories of their journey were gone. Terra and Celes' conversions were complete. They were the mistresses of the heroes, now, especially of Locke, who just couldn't take it anymore. But, now with the heroes gone, they were mistresses of something greater. And here you find the namesake of this story, which ends here, with the party kneeling before Goddess, their long journey now ended in an epic pilgramage to pay homage to their new queen. Every hero has a weakness, a point at which which proper penetration the right seductress can elude their defenses and make them hers. Terra and Celes were dismantled and make theirs in just this way. They couldn't profess any longer to being heroes, or ever being heroes, but being sexy seductresses in the harem that answered only to Goddess, who answered only to Kefka. Now that there were no more heroes to worry about, they could go back to being what they were ultimately called to be- escorts to be used for their bodies, mistresses for Goddess, mistresses to Kefka- Mistresses of the World of Ruin.

Fin.