Sadist to Masochist(Kazuma to Darkness Tg)

"Kazuma! Kazuma!"

"Yes I'm Kazum-"

"P-Please give me back my cursed armor! I need it for my cursed sword to be complete and fully cursed! You can't understand as a non berserker, but it wants to fight and be ravaged! I can tell how finally in tune it is with me and our desires to-"

"Shut up it has no desires it's not Aegis! I'll parade you around the town stripped and wearing a sign that says all adventurers welco- A-Are you panting out of horniness?"

"NO! OF COURSE I'M NOT! ...but tell me more of what you'll do to me if I-"

"GAAAAH!"

Kazuma was done with Darkness's stupidity, the armor he had brought up from the world's largest dungeon more dangerous than running out naked at a horde of beasts, a fate she probably dreamed of every night regardless, but this shameless noblewoman had no idea just how much trouble she was for everyone else.

Yes she was a brick wall, yes she was dense in the best and worst of ways, but an armor that freed inhibitions in battle was the last thing any pervert needed, especially their party's pervert who could barely beat a level one slime without begging it to violate her and crushing it in her insistence. That's why he was banning her from any more cursed armor, especially now that Vanir had somehow found a complimentary sword to it which he claimed was "made for the noblewoman who most often imagines you cucking her with your little friend and which will give me the most delectable meal moi has ever-" The rest had been shut down by her attacks as she ran yelling for Aqua to purify him into the underworld again, though she had taken the sword. And now after five nearly failed quests, it was time to lock it down, bury it and keep it away from her forever. Well that was the plan at least. There was one small issue.

"Agh move you stupid RRRRRR God dammit I beat the demon king why can't I move a stupid cursed-"

He couldn't lift the damn thing.

"I knew you were freakishly strong, but I didn't think you were this much of a muscle monster."

"H-HEY! It's soul bonded so of course only I can use it with the armor on or else anyone could use it, though I wonder if it's armor specifi- Nonono don't use my stuff Kazuma please I'm begging you!"

He ignored her, donning the grieves fairly quickly and kicking the rest away as he lifted the sword, finding it much easier now that it recognized the armor. Actually, now that he thought about it, what was the actual curse on the sword?

"Darkness, does the curse on the sword do anything besides unleash your perverted urges?"

"H-How dare you! And what it does is none of your business! Though thankfully since it's soul bonded you shouldn't feel its effects even if it's not... oh no."

Kazuma would have asked what she was blushing about as she mentioned the curse, shifting her hips suggestively like Megumin with explosions, but then he noticed the dark sword was glowing with a purple black aura. Going over her speech, he realized she had just tripped over multiple danger flags, and since curses never ended well he tried to pull off her armor and throw the sword away, except his pitiable strength stat meant that was never going to happen as what could best be described as a dark shudder crunched its way through the bits of armor he had on and surged into his body.

"GAAAHHH!"

"K-Kazuma! Are you okay?"

"...Huh. Guess I am."

Darkness looked murderously at him for scaring her like that, but none seemed more confused than Kazuma himself, certain that something terrible had happened. His body still buzzed like a tuning fork after that dark glow from the sword, but nothing seemed changed, Kazuma dropping it and letting the grieves slide off, not wanting to risk any more-

"Eh?"

The sword he dropped fine, but the grieves seemed suspended on his arms, their oversized metal hovering around his arms. Why did this seem bad-

CRUNCH

This time there were no histrionics as Kazuma gasped, the grieves spewing out a black necrotic looking goo, tightly encasing his arms as the tight material seemed to stimulate his muscles and skin, the weirdest mix of feelings prickling across as his flesh bubbled like it was a pot of hot water. What was happening hurt. It hurt baaad. And yet, there was also a weird flutter in his stomach, a tingle in his mighty excalibur that seemed to be there, almost BECAUSE it hurt. Even weirder, something seemed familiar about the black goop coating his arms that he might have been able to recall if his arms weren't trying to explode out his flesh. It certainly felt like that, his pained cries greatly underselling how horrific it felt, muscle bulging, bones breaking, his cock hardening into- Okay seriously what the hell was going on down there?!

"FUUUUUCK!" Was the most eloquent way he could put it at the moment, happy that the black encasement was at least keeping the bulging flesh in his arms than out, the end of the internal thrashing leaving only a pleasurable hum that felt wrong as he flexed his fingers curiously.

"Th-This isn't funny Kazuma! I actually was worried for you for a moment! Err... this time is a joke right? Kazuma?!"

She was concerned with the look in his eye, feeling like he was mocking her somehow even though he wasn't doing anything obvious. Yet the far away look in his eyes seemed familiar, and actually now that she looked closely, did he always have that blue fleck in his left eye?

Kazuma squirmed under her gaze, nervous his erection was obvious. It definitely felt obvious, pinching a tent large enough to house Chomusuke and the thought of Darkness realizing he was getting horny from pain was... oddly arousing? A few blonde streaks popped into his brown hairdo, his squirms conflicted as he groaned. It was only because he was trying to take his mind off this odd perverted streak that he noticed his arms now fit the grieves perfectly, dread rising.

Suddenly that soul bonded thing didn't seem so stupid, a very very bad conclusion popping up in Kazuma's head as he tore at the grieves, feeling relieved when they fell to the ground. That relief only lasted until the black sleeves covering his arms seemed to cough, more black material spilling down his body, not stopping till it encased him from neck to toe. As if that wasn't bad enough, it began to buzz, Kazuma's usual outfit bulging underneath fading as if it was being swallowed by the black skinsuit, his skin feeling warm and tender underneath the black stuff's touch. It felt slippery and handsy, clutching at his contours, dragging against his body as he felt individual hairs being ripped out and swallowed, the pain... magnificent.

Okay this was bad, really bad. His clothes were being shredded, his body was changing and most importantly his erection was being hugged and outlined by the suit, Kazuma trying to hide it from Darkness, yet the thought of her seeing it made him shiver. God he could just imagine her natural lust making her pounce on him like the time she tried to fuck him while he was bound, her natural strength ravaging him as she forced him to finally do all of those terribly lewd things he had promis- Oh dear lord he was turning into Darkness wasn't he? Shit no wonder the bodysuit looked so familiar, it was the one Darkness always wore under her armor, its tendency to accent her curves and muscle something he always enjoyed whenever he peeked in on her workouts, knowing she probably got a kick from him watching her. No he was thinking perverted thoughts again. Damn her horniness! He'd tear out of this damn thing and stop before it got any-

"HYAAAAA~!"

The suit didn't seem to take too kindly to his mental declarations, deciding to amp up the sadism as metal rings stabbed into his nipples, one especially painful ring piercing the tip of his dick as the pain made him involuntarily cum a little as he moaned in conflicted pleasure.

"K-KAZUMA?!"

He'd really appreciate it if Darkness could do something more than just say his name as he struggled against the black shroud swallowing him whole, part of it above his groin hotter than the rest as he felt something burn below his navel.

"D-Darkness... p-please h-EEEELP!"

What was she even staring at? Her focus seemed zeroed in on something below his belt, almost at his- Ah, his pants had fully evaporated so his cock was very visible. Wait why did she look disappointed?!

"STOP LOOKING AT MY JUNK AND HELP ME!"

He had to fight against the shame, the more negative the emotion the stronger the arousal.

"I-I'm sorry Kazuma. I just expected someone of your arrogance and ability to have something more impressive to back it up. It was always bigger in my fantasies. Though, mmm b-being dominated by such a sad excuse for a-"

"YOU SAW ME NAKED IN THE B-AAAHHHTH!"

This was demeaning beyond anything Kazuma had ever experienced, his eyes tearing up as they fully turned blue, the dark cover feeding off his lustful shame as it really started gripping his body. His cock was jerked, chest rings yanked painfully as the constant pain and pressure perked them into warm and ready peaks on a chest that was still flat... for now. Actually he should probably run from Darkness before she said another accidentally demeaning line, the indignity of such scandalous insults sure to make him beg for more punishment and tip him over the-

"The bath!"

That made her blush, a half grimaced smirk trembling on her features as she remembered being forced by a succubus influenced Kazuma to cater to his every whim.

"So you did remember that! Though I can hardly be blamed. It was so dark in there and I thought that your member was still flaccid, if I had known it was at full mast I would have-"

Kazuma's eyes rolled up inside his head, hearts replacing the irises as blonde hair exploded out, unable to take any more shame, so his body shifted to take in more.

His gut was being throttled, invisible punches raining down on his trembling form as he fell to the ground, groaning in pain and ecstasy, feeling fantasies of an orc horde brutally assaulting him as their punches drove further bouts of cum to bubble out his cock, bones shattering only to reform stronger, tighter, curvier. Kazuma's face twisted, growing lustier and more open in his clear enjoyment, moans echoing around the mansion as his hair splattered away its brown, blonde spilling down his shoulders as they broadened, rounding down as they widened into clearly feminine, yet beefy arrays as the blows continued to soften him up.

He could feel his organs compressing, pounded into slimmer shapes, his broken sides rounding under the caress of the bodysuit, the shapeless meat of his abdomen turning to diamond hard muscle as for the first time in Kazuma's life, massive strength filled his body. He still had some wits about him, though most of them were spilling out his cock, Kazuma trying to use his new strength to tear off the transformative bodysuit only to realize he had inherited Darkness's incoordination as well.

Darkness herself was immobilized. Not out of fear or shock or the regular things you'd expect from someone seeing their party member's body being torn and shaken before their eyes into a copy. No she was stuck with jealousy, and lust, his cries of pain and want a mirror of her darkest fantasies that only her closest confidantes knew. And half the town. And most of the demon king's army remnants, b-but there was a difference in imagining and seeing it happen right before your own eyes! And god what a view she had, his face contorting so forcefully she could see his jaw dislocate, her slit moistening as she watched his cheeks crunch, his eyes distorted as they widened with clearly pained shrieks as his lips plumped between cries. It was her face, and his torturous screams were only growing as his attempt to tear off the suit found him yanking on piercings.

The first few tugs were pure accident, Kazuma's horror only dampened by the overwhelming ecstasy such a mistake offered with excrutiating pain. Time slowed as he felt it, the flesh on his chest loosening as it almost felt like it was going to rip, which to be fair it did, a tear opening along the black outer covering only for the skinsuit to latch on, something pumping inside to leave his pulled out chest in anew resting position, the first torrent of breast growth stupefying his virgin neet mind as he felt his cock ache with release. Pains were mixing and merging, the heat under his navel blazing as he swore he could smell something burning, the growing voice of Darkness in his head excited over being branded like a whore for the demon-

"G-AWWWD~ DAMMIT SHUT UP DARKNESS!"

Darkness who hadn't said anything stared confusedly, wondering if he was going to take this out on her. Oh Eris she hoped he would. While she swooned Kazuma at least took the first tear in the suit as a sign his cause wasn't hopeless, though looking at the exposed flesh, it was so much creamier, so sexy, unblemished by anything, just begging to be scarred and battered by the worst monsters in all of- No he didn't have to give in like this! He had torn off a strip, he could take care of the rest with ea-

CRRKK

"AHHHHHH~!"

It felt so good he barely wanted to stop, his spine finally snapping, letting such wonderful pain saturate his body beyond what even the greatest of torturers could provide without killing their prisoner. Each notch of his spine was violently wrenched, forming the curve vertebrae by vertebrae, thrusting out his burgeoning curves as he frantically tore at the body suit. It knew now to hug his nipple piercings, forcing him to pleasure himself as each torn scrap caused his breasts to grow, his cock feeling empty as more and more of his body freed itself from its grip, burning with need, his mind quivering under the self inflicted rapture.

"FUUUUUCK~! D-Darkness, wh-why is your slutty body soOHHHH m-muscly?! I-It keeps latching on wherever I t-HYAAAAA~!"

Half of him was tearing at the bodysuit to free himself, another half basking in the pain and pleasure, his resolve flip flopping as more of Darkness's toned features formed on his body. The suit was relentless, latching onto the defined muscles of his abdomen, clutching to his biceps, grinding against his cock tightly as cum poured out the torn sides, his thighs swelling as he freed more and more of them. It was like he was the Dullahan, undressing himself in the most violent, embarrassing of manners, before the real pleasure, th-the real torture would-

"UNNGH!"

All at once the raw flesh of his thighs, all red and battered from his clawed attempts at freeing them paled, the suggestions of curves leaving only the suggestive as fat and muscle swelled in his buttocks and thighs. It took him a few moments to realize he had already torn off the suit on his ass cheeks, roughly groping their new swell as he panted, wishing for something to spank him, a tight thong of black digging between them as any attempts to tear that found it slipping. At least it gave that sharp, cutting bite of a spank he lusted after. The suit on his breasts continued to mash them, swelling them up past c range, his mind drowning in Darkness's slutty self as he threw caution to the wind, letting the horniness run wild as he tore at them, not caring if he grabbed tit or suit or piercing as he yanked as hard as he could, screaming as something tore apart, the last of his cum pouring down his thighs as something erupted out his front.

Kazuma stared down at the massive breasts heaving, feeling separate from the body below as a hand dug into one of the battered, sensitive mounds. Before he knew it, he was twisting a piercing, roughly palming his crotch as something swelled inside his cock, not quite cum, but viscous and important feeling. Why wasn't it stopping? Why wasn't the pleasure fading? Why hadn't she mentioned that the bodysuit was just part of the curse and that it didn't matter what he did, it was going to subsume him in her desires? What?

"D-HAARKNESS?! WH-WHY DIDN'T YOU T-HEEEELL ME THE B-HAAAAWDYSUIT DIDN'T MATTER?"

"B-But you seemed to be having so much fun and I didn't have a proper time to interject and-"

"YOU STUPID PERVERTED CRUSADER! WH-WHEN I BECOME YOU I'LL KNOW ALL YOUR PERVERTED FANTASIES AND I'LL SPREAD THEM TO THE WHOLE TOWN WHEN THIS GETS UNDONE LALATINA!"

He ignored the discomfort that came with saying that name and Darkness's sobbing cries for him to not go that far. He felt betrayed, he felt destroyed, he felt, s-so uh-ungodly horny at that final piece of hope crashing to the ground, breaking into pieces. Oh the shame was so humiliating, so blissfully destructive, sh-she just had to-

SCHLSH

"F-F-HAAAAAAACCCKKK~!"

It came pouring out, something important, something necessary, Kazumalatina's head throbbing as he stumbled forwards, feeling the world pulse in time with his cock as he fell onto his kotatsu, breaking the wood as his cock slammed into soft sheets below. His hands tore at the bodysuit, not for any reason other than self pleasure, his body shuddering as more memories spilled out his cock, his last name fully subsumed by Dustiness as he freed his cock from its prison, basking at the pain as the ring tugged at his foreskin, the violent jerking shoving it into his urethra as the joggling made his cock widen, ready to be entered.

His mind was a mess of conflict, Kazuma desperately not wanting to become Darkness, frightened as he felt himself fading more and more into her. Yet as the boundary between their minds grew less clear and more fluid, that fear, that shame, that pent up disgust at becoming useless, all of it was fuel for Darkness's kinks as he was stuck with no good option. Either happily give in and feel disappointed or continue to fight because oh god did it feel amazing to be so utterly dommed by herself.

They moaned together, staring down at the brand above their leaking cock, gasping as they recognized the design. It was a succubus marker for horny slut, one that the girls at the shop often put on to show that they were hired by Kazuma! So he was in control when he demeaned her so perfectly though she never did wash d-down there. And he did have control of her hands, every wild fantasy of Kazuma domming her. Even now she could feel his lecherous gaze, befitting that of an abusive nobleman peering into her most intimate of thoughts, forcing her to let him see every despicable thought she had of his naked body using her as he wanted, which right now meant putting those hands to good use!

The brand glowed pink, heat flushing through their body as they jerked their cock roughly. Actually, a bit too roughly as they got into it, groaning as it seemed to dislocate, flopping about freely and painfully. They screamed as it flung about like a poor driver fiddling with a stick shift, that metaphor lost on Darkness as the pain made a steady stream of memories flow out the distended tip. But with it broken like that, it was far less fun to play with, their hands jerking it around to try and find a slot to shove it in. When no such easy spot appeared, a truly depraved thought hit them, moans of no and yes mixing as they used his cock like a dildo, scraping open their insides with the base.

Sure there was a cavity behind it, but it was far too slender for their need, and that need was terrible, release withheld from them as the pain continued to mingle and grow. It was pain and pleasure, rapture and damnation all at once as they stabbed up to their guts, squealing as they lost track of which parts of Kazuma even remained, his luck, his otherworldly talents, his pragmatism were all fucked away in their hedonistic pleasure, sadistic and gleeful as they fucked themselves with a cock that was shrinking from usage, getting blunter by the second. At some point in the ecstasy laden haze their balls had been shoved inside, the tattoo gaining two extra attachments to the heart to track their progress as they screamed, realizing that their cock was about ready to flip sides.

Oddly a bit of pride fluttered inside Darkness's heart, thrilled that Megumin didn't get Kazuma's first time as they left it alone, content to bask in the misery and ecstasy of its slow dive inwards. It was a perfect fit, stretching to fully fuck their carved out pussy, throbbing as it melted into a formless mush, their former tip hardening into a clit that slid back against their leaking lips, the piercing preventing it from fully submerging as it made her squeak in suspended bliss. Her clit would forever be engorged, even if the rest of her former shaft was thrusting inwards, pistoning into their pros, that organ Kazuma knew the name of but was forgotten as it squirmed into a new form, fit for their new body. Cum erupted from the new Darkness's pussy, the voice of Kazuma growing distant, the changes finally finished.

Yet she didn't want it to end. This was a nirvana she hadn't tasted since Vanir took over her body, filling her with pain in a struggle to dominate her, and this struggle was all the more potent as she moaned, consciously holding onto what little Kazuma was left, a blissful smile on their face as the cycle of shame and bliss flowed endlessly.

The real Darkness was almost afraid to ask, trembling with a great need that required some privacy to relieve as her copy squirmed, unabashedly perverted as she fingered herself, a dog collar forming from the scraps of bodysuit left behind. Even if she wasn't an archpriest like Aqua, Darkness understood in theory what had happened, Kazuma soul bonding with armor meant only for her, absorbing a curse that let her wildest inhibitions flow loose which usually led to battle lust, but without the battle focus of the full armor, seemed to be just lust as she looked at herself, squirming as she asked, "K-Kazuma are you there?"

Her twin paused, smirking as she whimpered out, "Ohhh~ yesss! H-He's here all right. He hates every moment of this. Or at least the parts he likes make him feel s-OHHH~ ashamed. It's like I'm being dominated by existing. I-It's so amaz- You're getting aroused aren't you?"

Her tone didn't carry the usual disgust in Kazuma's voice, more a knowing tease as she saw how she was shifting about, able to easily imagine just how hot she must be feeling since she was her after all.

"A-Am not! But tell me, out of interest, compared to Vanir or that time all of the Demon King's guards attacked me how does this-"

"BETTER! AN UNENDING HEAVEN ERIS HERSELF COULDN'T DREAM OF BESTOWING!"

Damn that sounded good if it was making her blaspheme Eris. Perhaps she could indulge more details of- WAIT! Aqua and Megumin were coming back at sundown! She couldn't let them see him like this! Well Aqua would probably laugh, but Megumin would get the wrong idea entirely again! She'd probably use the full wrath of her explosion on her which would assuredly... d-dammit why was that thought arousing her?!

"Alright well at least you're still in there somewhere, having a good time... B-But we must turn you back so lets-"

"No."

Darkness turned to her copy in a nervous sweat, hoping she misheard.

"Surely you've had enough fun! And we have a duty now to turn you back before the others-"

"You know we're never satiated. Though that is a shame. I know we don't like that kind of humiliation, but Vanir is no longer taking house calls here after Aqua set up all those barriers to annoy him. Besides, don't you want to see how many Explosions Megumin can launch at both of us before WE explode?"

"YES! I mean... GAH then I'll drag you to Vanir myself! You can't resist and pleasure yourself at the same time!"

That made her twin laugh.

"I can if you get rough enough. Have fun dragging me naked through the town."

She paled suddenly, realizing that she was right. SHe'd have to display her naked twin through most of the town! And given the curse she would be sure to make it as much of a show as possible, giving all the onlookers a glance at her noble body, tarnishing her name and reputation in an act so sadistic it- Argh damn her proclivities and damn this dampness between her thighs!

Her twin meanwhile moaned, knowing Darkness would eventually drag her over, the Vanir story a lie as her Kazuma piece knew it would shame her while the Darkness base looked forwards to thrilling bouts of shame that would assuredly come from this, her masochism pairing well with Kazuma's more sadistic urges. It was the mistake Seresdina had made when she made him her follower, never unleash the id of a pervert, especially when it was mixed with the unquenchable lust of an even bigger pervert with the lewdest body in all of Axel.

Elsewhere, Vanir was smirking, excited for the legendarily foul mood that was about to come his way when Darkness finished their journey, salivating at the truly unthinkable quality of dark emotions that would only grow more refined as the Dustiness name was dragged through the mud. He laughed, amused at the whole thing, glad for once to have moi on top in this

Even further elsewhere, Eris was blushing into her skirt, horrified by the wanton display Darkness was creating. She could feel intention so she knew that it was Darkness largely causing this, which was a surprise since she knew the kinds of dreams Kazuma had Axel's succubus service cook up when he was bored. She would have gone down to dispel it, but it was just far too embarrassing.Agh where had she gone wrong in Darkness's childhood?! And why did she keep having to moan out her name in thanks?! She didn't want to keep seeing that image every minute! Well at least she'd have more dirt to blackmail him for their next divine relic hunt.