Nita was spending another late night cataloging the Kinai Clan's latest boatload of treasures. Some items Yuriko and Delilah had bought from far away lands, others were gifts sent by prospectors hoping to do business with the family. Regardless of where they all came from, it was Nita's job to sort them out and budget the Kinai Clan's net cash flow.
The monthly process was something Nita looked forward to, being a task-oriented person and herself a collector of the latest technological and decorative trends. Nearly half of the things in this night's crates were surely items she had ordered recently. She was looking forward to implementing the goodies and gadgets wherever they could be the most useful to her operation, be it a higher resolution camera for her videoconferences, or a heavily ornate gold tiger statue for the reception area to impress visiting clients.
She opened the next crate on her manifest. This one seemed to contain various jewels, statues, fabrics and books her sisters must have purchased while abroad. Atop the clutter sat a long, thin box with a cat's eye emblazoned on the lid.
"Crate three, item one," she spoke aloud. The nearby microphone on her desk recorded her dictations directly into her computer. "Jewelry box with cat's eye insignia. Contents..." She opened the box and her red eyes fell upon an extravagantly beaded golden headdress. The polished metal shone brightly under the office lights. Incorporated into the center of the band of gold chains and beads was the same cat's eye shape, gleaming brilliantly. Below it dangled more loops of chain and a large round ruby set within a gold bulb-shaped pendant.
"Um...contents...one ornamental headdress made of what looks like 24-karat gold and a large ruby. This one looks like it cost us an arm and a leg. Make sure to find out if it was Delilah or Yuriko who bought this one...have a serious talking-to about abusing the company credit cards."
She began to gently lower the headdress back into its padded box.
Just as she was about to set it down in the box, a glint in the "eye" of the headdress caught Nita's gaze. She brought the headdress up to her face, inspecting the finely crafted metal work. There was a palpable beauty to the piece that made Nita want to try it on.
She shook her head at the thought. She was hardly one for flamboyant jewelry, unless wearing it served a good purpose. "No, now isn't the time for this sort of thing. Moving on, crate three, item two..."
An unexpected thing happened. Nita had meant to put the headdress into the box, but her arms would up doing the opposite and quickly lifted it up, wrapping it around her forehead. With a click, she felt her fingers snap the band in place.
"What in...? Why did I just--?"
Nita couldn't figure out how she had managed to do such a thing. She had neither a logical reason to wear such jewelry in the empty office, nor the time to waste playing with the acquisitions she needed to catalog. Yet when she brought her hands back up to grab the jeweled headpiece, she couldn't bring herself to yank it off.
"Wait, I shouldn't take it off," she said in an uncharacteristically timid voice. "It will make me look more beautiful, and it is my duty to look beautiful."
She shook her head once more. "What? Why did I say that? Utter nonsense! No...not nonsense... I must look beautiful for... for..."
Like a tug of war playing out in her mind, Nita's concerns jerked back and forth between finishing her job and having a pleasing appearance for...someone, though Nita was so confused at the moment she couldn't think of who. All she knew was that this was important. More important than her job. More important than herself.
Her heart suddenly began pounding, and a wave of euphoria swept over her.
Nita felt like she had dipped into a hot spring. Her skin tingled and softened, and a heat began to build inside her. It concentrated in her chest, which began to shift underneath her business suit. Her lower two rows of breasts were quickly shrinking into her body, their mass somehow being transferred to the topmost pair. These two orbs, already quite ample, swelled up twice as fast as the others shrank, straining the tightly buttoned blazer and shirt that contained them. Nita, blind to the bizarreness of her situation, thrust her blazer off to allow the engorged mammaries to bob free.
"Huff...huff..." Nita panted heavily. Her shirt now draped low on her arms and waist, exposing all of her torso. She failed to notice the dark spotted fur that once thickly covered her body had disappeared, exposing a shiny, scaly hide of a strange blue color. Even her red and black dreadlocks had fallen out, leaving her figure completely hairless.
She rested her hands on her two large, sagging breasts. Pierced into each nipple was a gold disc, decorated with round patterns and a golden tassel. Her lips widened into a gleeful smile, showing off the dwindling remnants of her once chin-length saber fangs.
"Oh, yesss...this will surely please my mistress," she said to herself.
She winced at the sudden sensation of hundreds of tiny pinpricks on her bald scalp. They heralded the appearance of an array of tiny gold piercings. Each piercing grew an array of shiny geometrically-shaped jewels, beaded together, growing longer and longer to replace the dreadlocks that had been there moments ago. As they grew, the piercings tugged heavily at her scalp, eliciting the most peculiar of sensations. Nita couldn't help but giggle at the feeling, which her formerly analytical mind might have categorized as something between a pinch and a tickle.
Her tail, the last holdout of her feline self, finally succumbed to the transformation that had left the rest of her body bare. It shed its dark fur in favor of becoming more lizard-like. Prehensile and pointed, smooth and scaly.
As more and more jewelry appeared around her blue-scaled body, Nita's clothes slowly dissolved away. Her blouse and bra had vanished completely, and her pants were well on their way to doing the same. The belt that held them detached, changing in size and composition. The buckle turned to solid gold, reconfiguring into a large diamond frame, while the leather attached to it thinned, flattened, and unfurled into a transparent pink wrap that fell loosely around her thighs. The color of the wrap interacted with her shiny blue skin to create a sensual purple hue.
The diamond frame lowered to surround her private area, becoming a bracket for an opaque pink silk covering that would be the only barrier to her nether regions. The frame became tightly affixed to the space between her legs by gold chains that acted as her new belt, as well as three piercings set into the top and side corners of the diamond. Heart-shaped padlocks appeared on the belt-chain on either side of her waist, further securing it.
At this point, the warmth Nita had been feeling migrated down to her crotch, intensifying into a raging heat that shook her to her core. She could feel her insides shifting, turning outward, and saw within the soft material at her crotch the slowly bulging outline of a shaft. It hardened as it grew, tenting the fabric in the distinct shape of a male's sexual organs.
Nita panted heavily through the veil she now wore. She quickly lost her tenuous grip on the last remnants of her true mind to the surge of feeling from her new sexuality. This new part of her ached to be freed from its silky confinement. Yet, as she probed the hypersensitive parts of her body, she realized that the piercings in the gold frame and the padlocks attached to its chains prevented her from having any say in the matter.
But slowly, as emotions of joy and lust swirled through her mind, she realized who did. A foggy image floated to the surface, slowly sharpening into a vivid picture of Yuriko.
"Oh," she panted. "Yuriko...my sis...sst...missst...mistressss..." she said in heavy breaths laden with desire. With need.
The blue gecko that had previously been Nita Edwards clutched her warm, well-endowed body. Every inch of her craved contact. The deftly calculating mind she had once prided herself of had been completely suppressed in favor of this creature devoted entirely to fulfilling the desire of her younger sister Yuriko. Clad in jewels that would make a harem girl blush, Nita's blue eyes fruitlessly searched the room for the single target of her affections.
The shemale had finally fallen completely under the spell of the headdress, and would never dare think to remove it, nor any of the other decorations adorning her form. She existed solely for the pleasure of her mistress, who alone had the key to release her caged sexuality, and who alone would have the privilege of reaping its rich rewards.
"Mistress Yuriko," the concubine panted. "I am yours, now and forever."
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