The Color of Adoration

The Shadow's enemies lay scattered in front of her. She would have grinned in self-satisfaction if she had a face. Stupid children playing make-believe that they were Scooby Doo's gang, that's all they were. Maybe their sound defeat would give them a better idea of how serious these games they played were...if the Shadow let them live long enough to learn that lesson. Good thing she had thought to scan their stupid bear along with the rest of them...if she hadn't taken him out quickly, he might have been a little dangerous to her.

First things first. The Shadow got down from her pole and approached Rise, her creator and weak false self. Rise was shaking the boy named Yosuke, trying to get him back up to fight, but he wasn't going to be getting up any time soon. When Rise saw her Shadow approaching her, she whimpered and stepped back. She was trembling with fear, but couldn't seem to run...which was only natural. There was nowhere to go in this world, and nowhere that she could really hide when her pursuer was herself.

The Shadow reached an arm forward to touch Rise's cheek, and Rise whimpered. She knew, somehow, what was about to happen, and that there was nothing she could do to stop it. She was already too mentally weak to gain control of the Shadow herself, and no one was left to protect her. Rise's weak will was unable to stop her Shadow from absorbing her mind and spirit within itself.

And then it was done. Rise disappeared, and the Shadow felt her understanding and spirit grow. Now she knew purpose, and could think and reason as much as any other human. She had become a whole, had become Rise...just with the truths of the Shadow's personality in control.

Rise looked over her fallen foes and friends thoughtfully. Now that she was a whole being, she could do more than just live in the moment; she could plan for the future. And right now, she was wondering about that future. Her existence demanded exhibitionism; she craved an enthralled audience. She could broadcast herself over the Midnight Channel for that, but it wasn't enough--she wanted to KNOW her audience was watching and loved her, she wanted them to flock to her and tell her of their adoration. Her home viewers couldn't do that very easily...she would need a live studio audience. One of her vanquished foes would have to stay behind, to watch her and love her forever as she performed.

It couldn't be more than one, at least not right now...Rise didn't want to take any chances, and the more people she tried to enthrall right now, the more dangerous it would be for her. And of course, Rise's fans had always mostly been girls...that was what she was most comfortable with (plus, while bisexual, she had always been more interested in girls than boys). So it would have to be Chie or Yukiko. Making a quick decision, Rise used her new powers to teleport everyone far away, to the exit from this world of mist, except for Yukiko. She was the more beautiful of the two girls in the group, and Rise knew Chie would come back later with the futile intentions of saving her girlfriend, anyway.

Once the rest of them were gone, and Rise had used her control of this area to erect a barrier around it that would only allow females through, Rise got undressed. The old Rise's clothes had appeared on her when the merger began, but Rise didn't know why...she didn't think she'd ever be wearing them again, after all. Why couldn't old Rise have been wearing her school uniform? At least Rise could have used that for some fetish shows for her watchers.

Once she was naked, she looked down at herself and grinned in satisfaction. Slim, smooth, and curvy, but in a teenage way...delicate hands, a smoothly shaved pussy, deliciously soft and round feet and toes, breasts that were wonderfully small but rounded with perky little nips, gorgeous hips, a shapely bum...and she knew how beautiful her face was. She was...

"Perfect! To all my adoring fans watching the Midnight Channel right now, take a good look at look at my smokin' hot self! Not that you won't see me like this all the time now...but you can't see too much perfection! And just because I'm SUCH a generous little minx, we'll be broadcasting every night now, so you'll all get to see me all the time! And to kick it off, I've got a special treat...the taking of Yukiko Amagi! Keep your eyes peeled, folks...this show's as much for you as it is for her!"

Rise bent down over Yukiko and began to gently shake her. As Yukiko began to wake up, Rise ran back up on stage. Yukiko groaned.

"What...happened..."

She saw Rise and let out a little gasp of surprise as she looked away. "R-Rise! That means...we were beaten! I-What-Where are the others? Where's Chie? Don't tell me the Shadow...you...!"

Rise giggled. "Silly girl, no one likes exposition, they just want us to get to the good stuff! They're fine, they're somewhere else, you're trapped here, you can't beat me alone because I can see everything you're going to do before you do it, not to mention all your weaknesses and inner secrets and fantasies--I like the ones about Chie, by the way!--and I'm feeling reeeeal nice today so I'll let you go if you do one thing for me!" Rise winked at the camera and shook her head to let the fans at home know she wasn't actually going to.

"A, A what? A favor? Well...what kind of favor? I mean, if you promise to let me go back," Yukiko said, thinking that maybe once they were all back together they could come back and try to save Rise again with a new plan, and then trying really hard to unthink it so Rise wouldn't see it.

Rise knew it as soon as she thought it, but it didn't matter. "You bet! And it's reeeeally easy, too. Just turn around and look at me!"

"What?" Yukiko asked, confused.

"I'm gonna do a show, silly! But what's the point of doing a show if no one watches? You're the only one here, so..."

"Okay...I guess...one show, and I can go?" Yukiko asked.

Rise groaned in impatience. The home viewers weren't going to stay wet forever! "YES! Just hurry up!"

Yukiko sighed and turned around. She frowned at seeing that Rise was still naked. "...Could you put something on, at least?"

"Nope. It'd ruin the show!"

Yukiko kept frowning. "Fine. Get your pole dance done already and let me get back to my friends."

Rise grinned. "Oh, dear, sweet little Yukiko...this is a different show now..."

She began by holding out her palm for Yukiko to see. A small pool of swirling, rainbow colors appeared in her palm, the same prismatic combinations that her former Shadow self's body had been covered with. She kept her palm out for a moment, making sure Yukiko got a good look at it.

"I don't get it...what's th..." Yukiko started to say, but Rise interrupted her with a "Shh! Just watch!"

Rise raised her other hand up. She dipped a finger into the pool of rainbow goo in her palm. It rose and covered the tip of her finger. The colors in it began to swirl a little. Yukiko had to admit that they were pretty colors, and she liked the movement of them.

Rise took her finger, and began to gently tap it against her arm, going down to the elbow. Each part of her arm that she touched kept a dot of swirly, rainbow color. Yukiko watched, finding herself becoming more interested. Now that Yukiko had seen that and was watching for real, Rise brought her finger to her collar bone and began to trace it around and downward. She languidly began to trace the multi-colored liquid down her body in a curving stroke.

"Lovely, isn't it?" Rise said sensuously. "So relaxing to watch such beauty as mine, tracing beautiful color along myself..."

"W-Well...the color's nice..." Yukiko stammered, her eyes following Rise's traveling finger. She wouldn't admit that Rise's body was nice and feed Rise's ego, but she had to admit somehow that this show wasn't so bad so far.

"Oh, it IS nice, isn't it?" Rise giggled. "Look at the way it swirls and dances on me...just keep watching it!"

Rise reached her belly. She began to draw her finger over it in a growing spiral, until a large, fine spiral completely covered her taut tum, ending (or starting, depending on how you looked at it) at her belly button.

"Nice pattern, huh? Why don't we take a break from exotic finger paints and admire something a little more erotic?" Rise said. She grinned as Yukiko nodded absently, her attention very taken up by the moving color. Rise began to slowly undulate her belly, letting Yukiko follow the swirling pattern of swirling paints on her swirling midriff. Yukiko's eyes were wide and following the movements rapidly while her breathing got quicker.

"Mmf! Exciting, huh?" Rise asked coyly.

"Y-Yeah..." Yukiko managed to reply.

"Just look at the swirling colors, mmf, so gorgeous, so entrancing...!" Rise commanded, panting a little. She wasn't getting tired or exerted, but the more she exposed and flaunted, the hornier she got.

"Y-Yeah...Really nice..."

"Don't you just love them? Don't you just adore them?" Rise asked sensuously, giving a little extra push with her belly to emphasize her question.

Yukiko had very little on her mind any more besides beautiful colors. All she could see was the swirling pattern, and she couldn't get enough of its exiting movements! All she could do besides stare was answer the question honestly: "Yes!"

Rise grinned. With one more push, the colors seemed to all splash off of her, leaving her skin bare. Yukiko looked hearbroken.

"Awww, don't worry, honey...I can make it better," Rise promised. She knew the sense of loss would hook Yukiko's interest even more, but she didn't want to leave her without the colors for long, either, or the entrancement would become weaker.

Rise clapped her hands together and began to rub her palms vigorously. The swirly color began to spread all over her hands, and then up her arms, until it looked like she was wearing multi-colored gloves that went past her elbows.

"You love the colors, Yukiko...you love how beautiful they are and how excited you get from looking at them..." Rise intoned for her captivated audience. "My hands, fingers, and arms are beautiful and exciting now...just as they always are. You love them now, Yukiko..."

"Y-Yes," Yukiko agreed dreamily, gazing at the beautiful hands and arms in front of her.

"You know, I might just feel nice enough to let you kiss my hand, the hand you love so much...if you take your top off, and go down to your bra," Rise remarked, looking at the back of her lovely hand.

Rise reached her hands up to her upper clothing, but hesitated. There was still a part of her conscious enough to know that something was wrong...but the rest of her burned with the need to worship the beautiful hands in front of her with a kiss.

Rise saw the struggle, but she wasn't concerned...no one could really resist her superstar charm! "Gee, if your silly little clothing's that important to you, then I guess that will be that...we can stop the show, and you'll never have to see my beautiful hands again..."

That settled the conflict real fast. Yukiko was topless in moments, showing her smooth, creamy pale skin off to Rise's audience. Rise grinned lewdly. Very nice! She wasn't a sexy goddess like Rise, but Yukiko wouldn't be be a disappointment to any home viewer, that was for sure!

Rise bent over and held out her hand. Yukiko took it reverently and kissed it on the back. When Rise didn't pull away, she dared to go further, and began to gently kiss every dainty finger on her hand. Only once she had kissed them all did Rise pull away. Yukiko sighed, content that she could be allowed such a privilege but sad that it had to end.

Rise laid her hands on her chest and began to massage her breasts slowly, making sure she went over every part of them, covering them in the same swirling colors. "Look at these great tits, Yukiko!" Rise commanded. "Mmmm, now they're covered with the color, too...you love them as much as my hands, you want to touch them and lick them so badly, they excite you, they make you so hooootttt..."

Yukiko was watching with wide eyes, nodding as her breath got even quicker.

"If you want to kiss them...I might let you," Rise told her slyly. "All you'd have to do is get rid of that bra..."

There was a moment of hesitation, but that was all this time. Yukiko quickly reached around and unclasped her undergarment, and took it off. Rise licked her lips as she appreciated the very lovely round, soft mounds of Yukiko's chest.

"Fair's fair, sweety..." Rise said, bending over a bit. "But you'll have to stand up to reach. I'm the star, so I can't leave my place above you on stage."

Yukiko got to her feet. She gently held Rise's breasts in her hands, and brought her lips to each one, circling the swirling, rainbow nipples with kisses. Finally, she gave a loving french kiss to each nip. Rise pulled away. Yukiko whimpered slightly, but hoped the show would go on.

Rise stood upright and blew a kiss to the cameras. She then brought a finger down to her thighs. Using just the one finger, she began to slowly drag it along her crotch, gradually coloring her womanly V, drawing Yukiko's eyes and attention to her multi-colored slit and clit.

"Mmm, take a look, Yukiko," Rise ordered as she began to thrust her hips forward over and over. "More beauty for you to watch, to be mesmerized by...another part of me that can't be resisted, that you love and want sooo badly...one of the most important parts! So sweet and lucious, nothing could taste better to you!"

Yukiko licked her lips as her breath quickened even more.

"So...want to taste it? The price is pretty cheap...just gotta take your skirt and shoes off..."

Yukiko's garments were off almost before Rise had finished. Rise smiled as the sight made her crotch moist with more than paint. "Good girl...here, let me give you a proper view..."

Rise slid down to the ground and lay on her stomach, pushing herself back and over so that she faced away from Yukiko, and her loins were on the stage's edge. She spread her legs in a perfect split, then bent her knees slowly up into the air, not just offering herself but presenting everything she had. She grinned as she imagined Yukiko's eyes bugging out, the same as all her home watchers.

"No hands now...just show how much you love it with your mouth," Rise directed.

Yukiko slid her tongue along Rise's slit, making Rise let out a shiver of pleasure. She circled its rim over and over, slowly and pleasurably, causing Rise to begin moaning slightly. Rise reached down to her ass, and gently ran a finger over each cheek, then very quickly brushed her tiny, puckered little asshole. Yukiko saw the new colors and drew her tongue slowly over Rise's ass, then gave a quick lick down against her hole. Rise cooed at the feeling, and Yukiko went back to her slit. Yukiko circled it again, and then dove her tongue into it, thrashing it around within Rise to taste every nook and cranny. Rise squirmed in pleasure as her breathing got faster. She began to knead and pinch her breasts as Yukiko ate her to orgasm. Finally, Yukiko decided she had explored that location enough, and stuck her tongue against Rise's clit. Rise convulsed and grasped her boobs so hard she would have whimpered in pain if the pleasure wasn't already making her whimper. She was so close to cumming, but she forced herself to hold back, not wanting the delicious pleasure to end. Then Yukiko put her mouth around Rise's little pearl and sucked on it hard, and Rise's plan to hold her orgasm off came crashing down as her mind exploded in pleasure.

Once Rise's breathing had normalized a little and she could focus again, she pulled herself forward, away from Yukiko's eager tongue, which had been cleaning her of her juices during her recovery. After that, Rise actually wouldn't have minded resting for a while, but her show wasn't done yet, Yukiko wasn't her permanent thrall yet, and she owed it to her audience and Yukiko to finish the job!

She sat up, turned around, and leaned back a bit on one elbow. With her free arm, she reached down to her feet and began to softly caress her toes, soles, and heels, letting the multi-colored magical paint spread all over them. Yukiko of course watched in rapt fascination the whole time. When Rise was done, she stretched her legs out and wiggled her colorful toes.

"Almost done with the show now, honey, Yukiko...having fun?" Rise asked, grinning. She knew the answer even before Yukiko said it: "Yes!"

"Now it's time to learn to love another part of me, Yukiko...this is just as important as the last one! Gaze in adoration at the incredible beauty of my wonderful feet...so soft, so curvy, with such adorable, long little toes you want so much to suckle at lovingly...the chance to caress, lick, suck, and kiss these gorgeous, rainbow feet is something you yearn for! Nothing in life makes you feel so content, yet so horny, as worshipping these lovelies..."

Yukiko was shaking with need now. She could think of nothing but the opportunity to worship the hypnotic, lovely feet in front of her. Before Rise could even finish asking whether she wanted an opportunity to sample them, Yukiko was nodding her head so vigorously that she looked like she was having a seizure.

"Well, I won't ask much for this one," Rise said, grinning in triumph. She considered having Yukiko take off her dark pantyhose. It was the one and only garment she still wore, black nylon tights that went from toe to belly button and served as her underwear. But she decided against it...the black hosiery on the smooth, light skin of the young girl was extremely sexy, and it wouldn't be much of an obstacle for any fun they had later; in fact, it could be a tool for it! Instead, Rise decided to make this round the deciding one, to launch her final, clinching seduction.

"All I want from you...is a pledge of undying loyalty to me as your new, beloved Mistress. Tell me, vow to me that you're mine to command for the rest of your life, that you love me more than anything else and promise to always watch me with delight."

Yukiko suddenly stopped and sat very rigidly stiff. This wasn't what Rise was expecting...did she still have some fight in her? How interesting; this would make for good tension to keep her viewers watching!

"You DO love me, don't you? Love to watch me, worship me, taste me..."

"Y-Yes..." Yukiko grunted.

"And you DO want so, so badly to show your love for these feet, don't you?" Rise asked.

"Yes!" Yukiko whined.

"So...why not become mine? Why deny yourself? What could keep you from giving yourself to me forever?" Rise asked.

"CH-CHIE!" Rise moaned in mental pain.

"Awwww, isn't that just so sweet? Resisting my charms for the sake of Chie...True Love conquers all...can't tell me that's not an audience-grabber! Everyone wants to see that, am I right, folks?" Rise said to her watchers at home. She grinned. "But of course, the truest love...is to love Rise! And if True Love conquers all...that means the best True Love can conquer a lesser True Love!"

Rise ran her fingertip across her lips, turning them multicolored. She then leaned down to Yukiko. She put her hand under Yukiko's chin and gently pushed up. "Yukiko...some day, Chie will come back for you. Give in to me, stay with me, be mine...you'll be here when Chie comes back here and becomes mine. And I guarantee that once that happens...she'll be with you forever," she whispered slyly. Then she kissed Yukiko.

It wasn't long or passionate...just enough to do what Rise wanted it to. She drew away and grinned as she saw Yukiko's expression turn into one of blank, uncomprehending bliss. Yukiko fell back and down to the floor, lying in a stupor. Rise knew that the colors were dancing through her head, swirling across her mind and erasing her will, her thought, everything that was in there besides the pleasure of obedience and adoration for Rise.

"Give yourself to me," Rise told Yukiko in a quiet voice. Her mind was blown with the beauty of Rise, and now she had no reason to resist, for Chie would be hers anyway.

"Yes! YES! I'm yours forever, Mistress Rise!" Yukiko yelled, her body convulsing in a haze of orgasmic mind control. "I love you forever! Ohhhh! I can't-can't take it! So beautiful! So good!"

"Then worship my feet, my sweet slave. Show me your love!" Rise commanded. She sat and dangled her rainbow feet off the stage.

Yukiko found the strength to sit up and grab Rise's left foot. She began to lick it all over, suckling at the toes, kissing its every inch, focusing all her submissive love on the appendage. As she did, her willpower began to come back to her, as her mind adjusted to the new, wonderful feelings of admiration and love for everything that was Rise. The pleasure she felt at serving her new goddess was no less, but she was beginning to become accustomed to it, able to function while feeling the bliss.

Rise sighed in pleasure as Yukiko worshipped her feet. Like any woman, footplay was both satisfying and a turn-on for Yukiko, as was the knowledge that it was her thrall doing it.

Finally, once Yukiko had thoroughly worshipped both of Rise's feet and was now going back to the first one, Rise pushed her back and got to her feet. She went to her pole and began rubbing her hands up and down it, spreading her multi-colored love to it. Once it was covered, she called to Yukiko, "Come here, Yukiko...time to give our home audience the finale, and get you to properly look like one of my adoring fans!"

Yukiko eagerly climbed on the stage, her eyes shining with adoration for her idol. She and Rise began to do a dual dance with the pole, rubbing themselves in hedonistic desire against it. For Yukiko, the colors on the pole smeared across her, leaving her with streaks and designs of rainbow along her skin and the black fabric still covering her legs, feet, and privates. Now she was truly her mistress's.

Finally, Rise ended the dance once Yukiko was properly plastered with her signature colored magic. As she laid Yukiko down on the floor and began to lick her through her sexy pantyhose, she grinned. Yukiko's whimpers of rising pleasure were music to her ears, the sounds of mindless pleasure from an adoring fan. And Yukiko was just the start...Chie would come back. And others, girls who watched the Midnight Channel and were overcome with Rise's hypnotic star power, would also find their way here. For now, one fan was fine...but some day, Rise's popularity would swell this world of fog with thousands of moaning, adoring women idolizing her.

Rise the Idol. And Rise the Goddess.