I only just now noticed that although events are so far proceeding almost exactly like in the first time through, SHE'S NOT BRUNETTE HERE, like she was the first time through. It's not a perfect time loop! Genie couldn't quite remember what the last thing was and guessed "long hair", but the actual request was "long dark hair". Are they gonna break time?
@Bad Thoughts, my best guess would be that, barring genie magic intervention saying otherwise, the child would essentially be a clone of whichever version of him they most closely matched chromosomally? (with all the chances of minor mutations, including the possibility of chromosomes being neither XX or XY, inherent in the reproduction process)
It'd have been a nice touch if Allison had been wearing the same bra & panty set ftd. in that one stand-alone animated panel where we see her face go thru several expressions as she checks out how she looks in them (the bra had a price tag still attached to it, and I think the panties had a heart-shaped front panel)!
That's it, Allison, back into Torrin's manhood (so much more than you ever had in your previous life) -- show him how much you want it and how much your cock-hungry pussy aches to be filled up with it and its cum!!!
My favorite parts of this Allison sketch are the subtle touches: the glimpse of the scalloped edge of the hem of her panties made visible by the action of the skirt of her dress flipping up; how the link on her neck chain is angled up slightly; how much her ample breasts heave upwards -- all of which combine to indicate how high she jumps in shocked response to being spanked so suddenly and with such strength!!
What I love about this sequence is that I can tell how hard she's getting fucked by how his thrusts are making her super-busty tits rock around on her chest!!!
She acts terrified at what he's about to do to her, but her body language emphatically says otherwise -- she's gonna love that dick and how hard he's gonna fuck her with it and how completely he's going to own that pussy of hers!!
It's like the pre-transition persona of the protagonist was lulled into a trancelike stupor while they were deepthroating the so far faceless man that they're now coupled with as their paramour and is now back, fog lifted, and is forced to contend with what just happened to them, and the active role they played in making it happen -- they did it, and they loved it, yet can't believe that they took something so enormous and meaty so far down their throat without choking on it!!
Kindof reminds me of Focus Mode in Wetware. Internal monologue is muted, making the subject highly susceptible to suggestion. I'd imagine the wearer would still subconscious remember what happened, leading to submissive feelings even when the collar's inactive.
Dissociation strikes me as the most "forced" compliance. And with such an override comes stupidity. It's basically striping away the person who was there and replacing them with a dumbed-down puppet. I can only imagine that enough of that eventually starts permanently damaging the host's lucidity. There's a similar dynamic with the Reapers of Mass Effect. (The fast method will reduce the victims to a drooling vegetable within weeks. In the slower process leaves marks, but doesn't kill the mind entirely.)
I know it's not cannon, and that collar she usually wears Guards against impregnation. But it wouldn't shock me at all if over time she eventually embraces demon hood to throw off her chains entirely.
What I love about this panel is how the facial expression in the lower frame seems to hint that some fragment of the pre-transformation protagonist remains aware of what has happened and has been brought forward in their mind and confront the fact that they just sucked such a well-endowed cock and so eagerly took its full length down their throat until their nameless and (for now) faceless paramour released their enormous load of cum and swallowed what they could with the remainder spilling out of their mouth to collect on their chin and run down their neck and between their huge tits -- the memory of the sensation of having such a large and meaty example of manhood thrust in and out of their mouth and across their tongue and the taste of its love sauce so vivid and unable to be ignored will be with them from this moment on!!
What I love about this panel is how powerless she looks in the bottom frame after he lets go of her wrists he was clutching, vice grip-tight, and she free-falls towards the bed (or floor?)!!
Wow! This is your longest comic to date by far! I loved it the whole way through, especially how charismatic and funny Anomia was. Consider this my plea for more genie wish shenanigans!
