Chapter 74 - You Sure About That? (1/2)

”Young Master, no...we can't…” Baz turned his--no, her--head and m.o.a.ned in spite of herself. But her words had no effect on the other person. Damien ignored her plea and brought his knee closer to her crotch while a hand pinned her own above her head.

”You know you want this, Baz.” He smirked wickedly. That soft, seductive whisper in her ear made Baz weak.

”No...stop…”

Damien dragged a fragrant peanut butter and chocolate chip cookie along her cheek. He then waved it in front of her nose for a moment to entice her before tapping it on her lips.

Sharp canines were exposed as this cookie devil smiled. ”Open for me.”

Baz whimpered pitifully. His words were a command she couldn't refuse. ”Bastard. I hate you.” And yet, even so, she followed his order obediently. Her tiny mouth welcomed that delicious treat. Baz did this through teary, hateful eyes. Resenting her weakness.

It hit her tongue with an explosion of flavor. It was pointless, she couldn't resist that despicable thing at all. Baz found herself a slave to this sweet, chocolatey hell.

She munched slowly at first, then more vigorously. Her breath turned rough and turned visible in the coldness of the room. As the last bit of cookie disappeared she became desperate, licking Damien's fingers as if they were the most delectable treats in the world.

His hand became wet with her saliva and her dexterous tongue roamed up and down, searching tirelessly for just one more crumb.

”More.” Baz begged. ”Master….please….give it to me more!”

Damien chuckled. ”Little cookie s.l.u.t. I'll teach your body thoroughly the pleasures of a woman.”

Baz's eyes flew open. ”NOOOOOOOO~!!!” He screamed. Sweat poured down her face, chest and back, fear clutching her heart

She panted heavily and looked around the dimly-lit room in a daze. Only after did she start to slowly come down.

Baz gulped and angrily slammed her fist into the wall next to her, causing a crack. Again! It happened again! That damn nightmare!

It'd been going on for days ever since he became a girl. It's bad enough she had to accompany him to school but the Young Master haunted her even in her sleep!

It always happened the same way. First she'd resist. Push him away, curse and bite him with all her might. But then he'd have her pinned to the bed, cookie in hand, running it along her cheek, lips, chest, sometimes even her thigh. Her nostrils clogged with the irresistible scent of the Young Master's sweat and that cookie's sweet aroma. Mingling together and working as one to tear down her resolve.

After that he'd make that one simple command. And after that first taste she'd be incapable of denying him.

The Young Master's cookie seduction tactics were her greatest fear now that Baz was a girl. Using those devilish methods he'd definitely have his way with her! Women simply can't refuse the Young Master when he gets serious, it just can't be done!

Baz was deathly scared of finding herself on the receiving end of his courtship. She didn't wanna get preggers!

The Young Master had become her worst nightmare. What if she fell to his despicable charms and dastardly methods? She didn't want that, dammit! No way! This bro(sis) don't swing that way, ya hear me?!

It's just hard to ignore the cookie temptation of the Young Master. If only it weren't for those divine pastries of his there'd be nothing to fear. At least Baz would feel capable of staying resolute.

But it was useless. She'd long since developed an unhealthy dependence on those evil things. Without them, she'd die. It was that simple.

….Was her fate to be the Young Master's plaything?

NO!

Baz refused such a destiny! Rejected it with her entire being! This bro(sis) won't lose to that asshole! Just you see!

***

She woke early that day. A call to nature rousing her from sleep. But she didn't go back to bed as she normally would. No, Baz decided to get the morning started. So she washed her face and put on the clothes Vee had given her, the now-older Vera choosing to loan her past clothes temporarily to Baz until either she learned how to turn back into a man or thought to ask either her or their mother for help.

Unfortunately, Baz was a bit slow. And was in constant worry. Hence, the idea still hadn't come to him.