I'm sure they'll all see what a wonderful thing the Becoming is eventually.Deru is still resisting, I think. Hard to tell under those robes of hers.R...anma might as well stay away now. Happosai seems to have disappeared, and now I realize that being "cured" would actually be a bad thing. I never want to go back to being that horrible rude, violent, selfish boy! I'd much rather make someone a terrific wife.Well, that's it for tonight, so this is San-chan signing off![Editor's note: While the. "Yeah, well that's because earlier, I wanted to feel like Aka-ne-wha-de again. You know, sound bad-ass, really unforgiving, regal, that sort of thing. Plus, I really wanted to make Bobby here know I was serious. The hard-ass guardian spirit that won't take any bullshit is something to be feared and respected, while Eileen is just, well, Eileen." So, how should we address you, great guardian spirit?"She looked spiteful, youthful and bossy all-in-one. Her face was familiar, but this was a whole. She showed me around. I scanned for a fine place to tie her up.She knew that. Pretended she didn´t. My mind smiled: "Classy sexy teaser".Finally, at the attic, we entered her exercise room. "We´re there, Poet PETER".She nodded. "You look lovely in that dress, dear. Give me access, please..We know what you want from me". She kept gazing at me as she obliged.She undressed slowly. A sexy slip the last garment to leave her lovely looks.Her eyes followed me. I got cuffs and ropes. She´d organized. This was going to be rough for her. I fed her, and then ordered her to take a shower. Afterwards, I put a collar around her neck, a belt around her midsection, and put her in thigh high boots. They were a size too large, but would do until we had a chance to go shopping. Thus attired, I took her to the dungeon. She truly began crying when she saw my array of tools. The whips, the restraints, the ropes, different types of chains. Then the rows and rows of dildos and plugs, rubber, silicone,.