Crucible of Ideas

"What should I do...?"

I huddled up on the floor, wanting to ask big brother for help.

But what would he think if he saw me like this?

He would probably be frightened or disgusted.

Or he might hate me.

That would be worse than anything else.

I didn't think my heart could bear it.

I wanted big brother to save me.

I wanted to see his face this instant.

But that couldn't happen while I was in this form.

"No, I don't want this... What should I do, big brother...?"

I cowered on the floor, clutching my head in confusion and despair.

Before I knew it, my sadness had become tears and overflowed, running down my cheeks and dripping onto the floor.

I couldn't say how long I sat crying like that.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in the dark room.

"What should you do?" Why are you worrying?

I instinctively raised my head and looked around the dark room.

"Wh, who's there?"

There was no sign of the person who had responded to my question.

I was still alone in the room. Then the voice rang out again.

There's no need to cry, is there?

Not after you went to all the trouble to get the power to make your wish come true.

The voice sounded a little surprised.

It seemed to belong to a young woman, and I was sure I'd heard it somewhere before, but just then I couldn't recall whose it was.

The voice continued, indifferent to my confusion.

There's only one thing you ought to do: Use that body to feel good with your beloved elder brother. That's all there is to it.

The voice made unthinkable declarations as if they were quite natural, in a tone as if explaining to a child.

And yet, mysteriously, its words were calming my confusion.

"Yeah. That's right, isn't it?" I whispered, as if to persuade myself.

That instant, the heat I had felt in my dream — no, that I'd felt a little while before in reality — returned to my body.

My loins ached, seeking the person I loved.

A heat other than embarrassment circulated throughout my body, violating it like poison.

Frustrated, I breathed raggedly.

What little remained of my human mind now disappeared entirely in the face of that heat.

My mind changed completely into that of a monster, and I was stirred by an irrepressible thirst.

It felt almost as if I had become a beast in search of prey.

I took another look at my reflection in the mirror.

This time there was none of my previous discomfort or revulsion, and I was able to honestly view my current form.

My gaze met the monster's violet eyes.

Feeling a little bashful, I giggled, exchanging smiles with the me in the mirror.

A girl monster with sinister-looking horns and the limbs of a beast.

A baphomet.

A monster that, if I were human, I would probably call a demon and fear.

But the large, curved, rough and bony horns; the animal hands and feet; and the tail swaying on my bottom all felt wonderful to me.

I was happy that they were part of me.

I was glad that I'd been able to assume the form of a baphomet, blending the childish appearance of my human self and the new charm I'd obtained when I became a monster.

I wondered why I'd been so prejudiced against this childish body.

As I was now, it seemed lovely and charming.

I let out a genuine, joyful laugh.

"Ah ha... Ah ha ha..." There was a lascivious note blended with my laughter.

Desire was welling up ceaselessly in my heart.

I wanted to fill this body with my beloved's seed and energy soon.

I wanted to feel pleasure with the person I loved.

Just imagining that scene and the pleasure I would be able to experience then was enough to send a thrill down my spine.

The flames of sexual desire scorched me, and made me writhe uncontrollably.

It was frustrating as well, but the rising anticipation and arousal were pleasant to me as I was now.

"Mm... Big brother..." I called for my beloved in a voice thick with emotion.

Just the thought of big brother's face was enough to make my heart beat faster.

Just then, the sound of a door closing came from downstairs.

It was a tiny sound, but my animal ears twitched and caught footsteps on the stairs that followed.

Even through the wall, I could recognize the presence of my beloved.

I couldn't be mistaken.

Big brother had come home.

As soon as I realized that, my emotions swirled together until they seemed about to explode.

I wanted to leap out of the room and shove big brother down that instant.

I struggled desperately to restrain the impulse.

Eh heh... I want to do it properly our first time, after all.

Giving away my virginity was something I wanted to do right, on a bed.

I wanted big brother to accept me gladly.

To Be A Loving Couple.

My face split into a broad smile as my anticipation swelled.

On the other side of the wall, big brother finished climbing the stairs and was passing my room, heading deeper into the second floor, but I was in no condition to notice.

Big brother seemed to think I was already asleep, and was trying not to make noise as he walked along the corridor.

Even so, the faint creaking of the floorboards reached my sharpened ears.

It seemed I could even catch the sound of big brother's breathing.

There was only a single wall between us.

The thought of that was making my arousal rise boundlessly.

My tail wagged furiously, expressing what was in my heart, and I swallowed hard.

Big brother went into his room.

I waited patiently for the sound of his door closing, then left mine.

The corridor was pitch-dark, but this was my own home and I knew it like the back of my hand, so I had no need to trouble over a little darkness.

Besides, big brother's room was right next to mine.

And now that I'd become a monster I could see in the dark like it was midday if I felt like it.