Chapter 25: Pollution! Mark my kitten with love!

Bai Wanting gently took Lin Qingya’s delicate earlobe between her lips.

Mmm~ Warm, soft, carrying that unique milky sweetness of her little Qingya.

She didn’t bite, just traced the curve of her ear with her tongue, then lowered her voice.

“My Qingya is so good… such a treasure for me.”

The praise and indulgence in her words deepened Lin Qingya’s attachment to her master’s tenderness.

Good girls… deserve rewards.

A wicked smile played on Bai Wanting’s lips. She was done with mere tastes.

Since Lin Qingya had surrendered completely, as her master, it was only right to spoil her obedient baby.

She held the girl tighter, embarking on bolder explorations.

Her fingers danced with practiced ease, plucking the strings of the girl’s desires.

“M-Master…”

Lin Qingya’s mind blurred into haze, reduced to raw instincts.

She didn’t know where she was, or what was happening—only that her body no longer belonged to her, but to her supreme master.

Bai Wanting watched her adorable reactions with elegant delight.

Mmm… what an utterly pitiable little thing.

Lin Qingya nestled in Bai Wanting’s arms, her delicate form so touchingly vulnerable.

Fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead, a few black strands clinging to her flushed cheeks.

They clung together for a long while, Bai Wanting gently soothing her back.

“Qingya, do you like Sister?”

Bai Wanting’s seductive whisper tickled her ear.

“L-Like… I like…”

Lin Qingya couldn’t form full sentences anymore.

She didn’t know how long she’d been lost in this.

She only knew she’d fallen utterly into her master’s tender embrace, her world wholly under her command.

Finally, she closed her eyes, drifting into a faint slumber, a satisfied smile on her lips.

Gazing at Lin Qingya’s sleeping face, still tinged with that cute blush, Bai Wanting cupped her cheek, admiring her for ages.

Mmm… she truly excelled at every touch and detail.

She planted a loving kiss on the girl’s forehead, straightening her slightly rumpled nightgown.

Now, Lin Qingya resembled a exquisite doll, quietly cradled in her arms, so obedient it made her heart itch.

But Bai Wanting knew—this was just the beginning.

To advance further, she had to fully remake that damned transformation device.

Her gaze returned to the dim cat ears atop Lin Qingya’s head, her mind sharpening with focus.

After a moment’s contemplation, Bai Wanting propped Lin Qingya’s soft body against the headboard.

Then, to the utterly entranced girl, she commanded: “Qingya, try transforming into your magical girl form.”

“Yes… Master…”

Even in her dazed state, Lin Qingya obeyed faithfully.

A soft white light enveloped her, the familiar transformation sequence unfolding once more.

When the glow faded, Lin Qingya had become Magical Girl Baixue.

The pure white battle dress hugged her graceful curves, her black hair tied into playful white twin tails—the cute white catgirl reappeared.

As expected…

Bai Wanting’s brows furrowed slightly at the sight.

Just as she’d anticipated.

Even if Lin Qingya had forsaken her magical girl self consciously, choosing submission to her, that wretched device remained stubbornly bound.

She could still transform.

What was this mechanism?

Some unbreakable contract, forever inescapable?

Or did the device possess its own intelligence, waiting for its host to “come to her senses,” leaving a backdoor?

Heh…

A cold smirk tugged at Bai Wanting’s lips.

Come to her senses? Not a chance.

She’d mold her little Qingya into the most obedient, inseparable lover—forever hers.

Any force trying to steal Lin Qingya from her must be eradicated.

That device was priority one.

Since physical destruction from outside failed, and voluntary abandonment didn’t sever the bond, she’d corrupt it from within with her own power—assimilate it completely!

With resolve, Bai Wanting acted without delay.

A thought summoned a torrent of vast, abyssal magic from within!

Purple-black flames ignited around her, her white loungewear shifting to the mysterious, seductive purple-black witch attire.

Witch Bai Wanting had returned.

She approached the bed, looming over the defenseless, transformed Lin Qingya.

Bai Wanting extended a slender finger, her tip lightly pressing Lin Qingya’s flat, smooth abdomen.

“Qingya.”

Her voice turned ethereal and commanding, laced with the witch’s innate allure.

“Next, I’ll pass my magic to you. Feel it deeply, accept it fully—no resistance.”

“Yes… Master…” Lin Qingya murmured dreamily, ever obedient. “I’ll feel it… deeply…”

“Good girl.”

Bai Wanting chuckled softly, pleased.

In the next breath, her fingertip ignited with a sinister purple glow!

A fierce wave of witch magic surged from her, invading Lin Qingya with relentless force!

“Mm!”

The instant the foreign magic entered, Lin Qingya’s body instinctively rebelled!

Her pure white magical girl dress blazed with blinding light, a surge of holy purity trying to expel the encroaching purple-black energy!

Lin Qingya’s brows furrowed, as if in pain.

But this resistance was feeble against Bai Wanting’s overwhelming power.

“Hmph, overreaching.”

Bai Wanting scoffed, amplifying her magic!

A tidal wave of purple-black force poured in, effortlessly quelling the white glow!

The defiance lasted less than three seconds before crumbling under Bai Wanting’s assault.

What followed was smoothly effortless.

Bai Wanting meticulously directed her magic, carving her own mark onto Lin Qingya’s magical core.

This required utter focus.

She had to handle her Qingya with the utmost care and gentleness.

Her little one was the world’s most precious gem—no room for error.

About a minute passed.

Bai Wanting slowly withdrew her finger.

On Lin Qingya’s smooth abdomen, a pattern emerged faintly on her pale skin.

An intricate purple-red rune formed a bewitching, beautiful heart symbol.

Faint in color, yet radiating a possessive, seductive aura tied to Bai Wanting.

Proof of her successful corruption of Lin Qingya’s core magic—the first mark she’d etched on this blank canvas.

Bai Wanting admired the alluring sigil, a finger to her lips, unable to suppress a soft laugh.

She traced the dim purple-red heart gently—her mark of love on Lin Qingya.

Mmm… the more she looked, the more she adored it!

Excellent—the firmest step forward.

Bai Wanting knew replacing the magic couldn’t be rushed; it risked irreparable harm to Lin Qingya’s body.

Slow and steady—seep her power in gradually, reshaping the core into her own image. Patience and precision were key.

The eternal rule: treat her treasure with absolute safety.

Today was merely the start.

She had all the time to dye Lin Qingya from inside out, body and soul, in her colors.

Bai Wanting reached out, lightly stroking one of Lin Qingya’s twin tails, murmuring softly: “Alright, Qingya, release the transformation.”

Lin Qingya obeyed without question.

White light flashed again, her magical girl dress fading, reverting to the thin cotton nightgown. The twin tails loosened, spilling over the pillow in pure, touching beauty.

And that purple-red heart imprint now gleamed boldly on her pale, tender abdomen, clashing strikingly with her innocence, evoking a heart-stirring sense of corruption.

Bai Wanting admired it with satisfaction, then glanced at the wall clock.

Just past nine.

Plenty of time before lunch…

In this span…

Her gaze returned to the stunning doll on the bed, pliant to her whims, her freshly pampered face still flushed with lingering allure.

Mmm~ Before the main course, a little pre-meal treat!

Like… this exclusive, delectable little cake, all hers…