In the next hour Barry endured lots of… very peculiar situations that she wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about it. Angel wanted her to try on a dress… then another dress and another…
At first, she was reluctant but only for the first time.
The dresses all felt so strange on her body but Angel’s smile of delight made her… happy in response. Was she feeling happy? There was something odd about her joy like it was more of a feeling ‘high’ then an actual real emotion. Angel brushed the rabbit-girl’s hair… played with her ears… and then the Angel took her to her bed as if she were some kind of teddy-bear wrapping her arms around her.
“Are we gonna…” Barry quietly asked. In.. in this body though? Could they? She had a lot of thoughts on… it. She never thought of being with angel like this but… but she was willing to try! Though how would it even work in a body as hers?
Angel simply giggled. “You silly rabbit. You’re my little toy now… we’re just going to have fun…”
… a toy? Barry suddenly became crestfallen at that. She looked around the room again, giving it a good hard examination. The girl had so many dolls… and she then realised just ‘where’ the dresses she had been putting on, ‘where’ they came from. They all were adorned for these dolls… her hair had been made just like them. She was playing with her just as a doll… a toy… something for amusement and certainly not love… not in… that way. The love she had for angel, the illusion of it… shattered. She finally saw who Angel was…
A strange feeling came upon Barry. Embarrassment but also twisted with fear. ‘She’s insane…’ the rabbit-girl realised. She had to go… she had to get the hell out of here! “I um- I think I should go back to the party now…” Barry said. “Sorry Angel-“ Angel grabbed Barry suddenly. Her large body… her hands holding the rabbit girl firmly. “A-“
“Why? Are you not enjoying yourself? You can have any dress you like you know little bunny… you loved them…”
Barry glanced awkwardly to the side... this was too much. “Ah- haha- ah- yeah I… um… I don’t actually ‘like’ dresses-“ she admitted sheepishly. “You know I’m a…”
Angel seemed to loom a little closer… staring at Barry. “Of course… you do…” Her eyes gave a soft light.
Barry stared again at Angel… that light in her eyes… her wings… she felt strange. She stared at the dresses on display… “But… dresses are…”
“…beautiful, aren’t they?” Angel insisted. “They make you beautiful…like a girl…”
“…beau-ti-ful-“ Barry repeated. Her ears gave a little motion of surprise. ‘wh-what am I saying! I don’t wear dresses-‘
The rabbit-girl was caught in some strange light. She could feel it trying to go through her head… a suggestion… images of herself in a sundress, formal dresses, short skirts even one made of denim.. those images rippled through her mind. Cute and girly… a girly rabbit…
“Dresses are more comfortable for you… wear them… for me?” Angel insisted, that light glowing ever brighter.
Barry started to feel how ‘wrong’ this was. ‘Escape… Escape!’ “Ah!” She dived under Angel’s bed… not able to run anywhere else. The only place she could think of to get away from that powerful light that was warping and twisting her thoughts. Angel was messing with her head… How! Was she a ‘real’ angel?! Did she have powers? She shivered and tried to cover her eyes, but could still hear her hypnotic voice.
“Oh, little bunny hiding… don’t you want to play?”
Barry was now terrified. She had ended up in some very ‘weird’ situation wearing a girly dress, lipstick, her hair was done up in braids and she couldn’t find any means of escape. Angel had locked the door preventing her escape… and she was ‘just a rabbit’ with no means of fighting an actual real Angel!
“Come on out dear… let me see you dance a little?” Angel’s voice quietly soothed.
Barry squirmed at that thought. “D-Dance?” She was already slowly crawling out… popping her head out. She didn’t even want to but… that voice just ‘called’ to her.
Angel clapped in delight. “Yes… please let me see you dance.” She touched her fingers along her face. “You can dance a little for me… in your cute dress…”
Like a puppet the rabbit girl couldn’t seem to disobey her suggestion. That light… radiated from her. She wanted... she needed…
“Dance…”
“Yes… Angel…” Barry whispered as she tried to move her body in a motion. She twirled... moved her large paw-feet… and tried to do what might seem like a dance… though Barry had not given up on escaping. ‘I need to get out of here…’
Of course she did a very ‘bad’ dance and slightly tripped up. She stumbled on her dress, which made Angel quickly dive for her. “Oh clumsy…” she giggled. “don’ worry I’ll teach you how to dance… you’ll be dancing forever…”
Barry glanced to the door. It was just a latch lock.. she just needed to distract Angel. “Show me how to dance?”
Angel giggled as she slowly got up. “It’s very simple…”
This was her chance. As soon as Angel’s line-of-sight was broken, Barry quickly dived for the door and ran down the stairs. ‘Crap crap crap!’
Susan was stuck without her wheelchair. The mermaid had been forced to crawl through grass, while nobody helped her. She squirmed her tail awkwardly looking for it. “Where did those cows put it…” She hated parties and she hated normies.
The party itself had long ended… and people simply left her. She didn’t mind it of course, she was rather used to that. People never wanted to talk to a freaky fish-girl. She was however rather concerned about Barry. ‘Maybe he got lucky with Angel,’ she groaned.
Eventually she found her wheelchair behind the garden gate. However her relief turned to despair when she saw there were some stones lodged near the wheel. She could see her bag still tied to it, so her phone was probably in there… but she loathed to just ‘call’ anyone to help.
Then she heard a cry… It was Barry’s voice.
“Help me!” The rabbit-girl cried out as she bounded as fast as her little legs could carry her across the garden. “Susan?!”
“Yeah- I’m here!” She called out. “What took you so long? Everyone’s le- huh?! What the heck are you wearing?” She stared at the very.. girly ensemble.
“Long story! Let’s just get the hell out of here!” Barry was starting to try straightening the wheelchair using all her strength to push it out of the corner. It took an extreme amount of effort but adrenaline seemed to give her enough strength. “We got to get out of here. Everything you said about Angel, you were completely right! She’s nuts. Crazy. I got to-“
“…why are you leaving bunny?” Angel smiled as she floated above the garden, her wings gently flapping. She moved ominously, locked onto Barry.
Barry stared at the sight. No longer was she seeing the beauty of an Angel but also her power… she could fly… she… could influence her head! “S-Stay away from me-“
“…I always get what I want little Bunny… I want you…. I want you forever…” her eyes gave a soft glow.
Barry suddenly felt herself go limp. “I.. I can’t- Angel-“ she was feeling herself going towards her again. She didn’t want this!
Susan watched the situation play out with a frown. “urgh… boys…” she suddenly took off her goggles showing her watery wide eyes again… and started to sing a gentle melody. Her eyes began to glow and turned into odd pools of water…
Barry suddenly turned towards Susan mesmerised by the voice. She started to go towards her drawn towards those watery eyes.
Angel’s light flickered briefly as she looked annoyed. “What… How… How-“
“.. I have attraction powers too,” Susan explained. “Seems merfolk are quite well known for that… especially my type. I suspect they are even stronger than yours.”
Angel blew a powerful gust of air with her wings, beating them faster as she hovered. “I GET…WHAT.. I .. WANT!”
Barry looked back to the light and walked towards it again. It seemed as if the two girls were playing ‘tug of war’ with the rabbit-girl.
Susan looked at Angel and used her fin to pick up some mud… and with a precise fling, threw it directly into the flying angel’s face. This stopped the light instantly.
“How- How dare you! You miserable fish!”
“Barry, fix my wheelchair and set it over there.” Susan pointed.
Barry blinked at the ‘powerful suggestion’ … but quickly helped Susan to her wheelchair. The girl managed to push it over the rocks and stones and finally out the exit. Angel seemed not to follow them…
“…interesting party,” Susan commented as she put her goggles back on.
The hold over Barry seemed to end. “Uh- what just happened?”
“Well… Angel’s a Yendare” Susan explained. “Congrats. You saw a new side of her.”
Barry glanced behind as they ran… and ran a little faster.
