Stephan the human was kind of a creep. A socially awkward 39 year old, he had little social life, no real friends, barely spoke to what family he had, mediocre hygiene, and he'd never had an intimate relationship with anyone. His life, thus far, had been sadly empty.

One day, Stephan met an amazingly cute shark girl named Drew who lived just down the hall from his apartment unit. She was incredibly warm and friendly, and always seen wearing immodest clothing and a pretty necklace with a sparkling gem that gave off a soft glow. This woman was unusually approachable, and he took a liking to her immediately. To be more accurate, He quickly became obsessed and began stalking her.

After months of snooping, spying, and questioning the neighbors, he learned that a few things: Drew was most likely a prostitute; she had clients visiting her unit pretty much round the clock; and she never left the apartment building. Eventually, Stephan made his move; he snuck up on her while she was picking up a delivery that had arrived for her and used a one-time use magical device that turned her into an empty skin with a zipper on the back. 

Putting her on, Stephan soon discovered that Drew was not a woman at all! He was an intersex feminine man. His body also felt downright amazing, and in just two days he found himself unable to resist being Drew full time. He brought some of his things to Drew's place, and quickly got settled in. Drew's memories and instincts lived on in him when he wore the boy's skin, and in less than a week he had begun embracing it wholeheartedly. Now he happily serviced every client that came to Drew’s door, losing all inhibitions and embracing his new self.  

For some reason, he couldn't will himself to spend the money he was making; some lingering part of Drew really didn't want him doing that. He began to worry that he would run out of food. But he soon discovered that groceries and other supplies were being regularly sent to him. He had no idea who was sending these things, but Drew’s instincts told him this was normal and he couldn’t bring himself to worry about it very much. It was certainly very strange, though. Who could be sending him all this stuff? And why? 

After living as Drew for three weeks straight, he would learn the answer to all these questions. He was woken up early one morning when his necklace suddenly began to vibrate, and a woman’s voice spoke through it.
"Come on up, Drew!" the stranger said to him. 
“Yes, mistress,” Stephan answered, reacting on instinct.

Next thing Stephan knew, he was moving on autopilot. He gathered up all his earnings into Drew’s purse, got dressed, fixed his makeup, and headed straight to the penthouse. He didn't WANT to do any of this. Other than the money thing he’d never struggled to control himself as Drew before, but the lingering instincts and feelings left over from Drew were absolute on this and Stephan had no say in the matter.

The penthouse, it turns out, was a magical laboratory. There, he met a beautiful middle aged dragoness named Eleanor. Or, as Stephan would come to know her, Mistress.

Eleanor was far older than she looked; 4294 years old. She was also an academic scholar with 57 PhDs in various human fields. She was also well versed in mortal magics, with 34 PhWs (Wizard of Philosophy degrees). She was also something of a metaphorical cougar, and just a little insane.

Eleanor’s power over Drew was so absolute her programming had completely seized Stephan’s free will. Stephan didn’t understand what was happening, but he hoped to get away without being caught. His very visible confusion and fear of what was happening gave him away, and Eleanor quickly sussed the full truth out of him. But instead of becoming angry at what Stephan had done to Drew, she was GIDDY. Stephan was a fresh & uncorrupted mind, trapped in a body that couldn’t disobey her. She hadn't had a project this exciting in decades.

She took advantage of her literally captive audience and spent half the morning gushing to Stephan about her work. She specifically went on about an extensive 8 year treatment of invasive magical surgeries she performed 50 years ago to a young, tall, and traditionally handsome young shark man named Ted.

She explained how these surgeries transformed the manly young fellow bit by bit into a small, curvy, adorably girly-looking man. And to ensure that her pet boy would always be by her side, she tethered his life force to hers when he was only 26 years old. That was over 40 years ago, and the boy had aged less than 6 months by mortal standards. The connection to Eleanor meant that just like her, Drew was practically immortal.

Eleanor went on about a pair of implants she installed into Drew’s head. One of them was a small replacement of some of his gray matter, overwriting his gender and sexuality. She changed him from a boring straight man into a girly pansexual man instead.

The other implant, a tiny device placed in Drew’s frontal lobe, allowed Eleanor to open her boy’s mind with a simple magic spell and apply a wide variety of changes to his personality whenever she wanted. This device allowed her to change Ted into Drew; a bubbly slave who loved making Eleanor happy above all else, who worked tirelessly every day to bring in more than enough money to cover both both their rent and all their usual living expenses.

Stephan, foolishly, had placed his mind inside that very same brain. He could technically just take off Drew's skin. But by the time he met Eleanor, her magic had already gotten its hooks into him. Unknown to Stephan, Drew's necklace was a powerful magic artifact that Eleanor designed just for him. It imbued her boy with an anandamide-like aura that kept him soothed and cheery 24/7, effectively inducing a passive high that he never came down from. After living as Drew for merely a couple nights in a row, he became so hooked that he couldn't stand to take Drew's skin off anymore.  

Before Eleanor got to him, he had the option to leave all this behind. But when Eleanor reactivated Drew's frontal lobe implant and got into Stephan's core consciousness, Stephan could hardly be said to exist anymore.

And even setting that aside, Eleanor followed this up by separated the zipper from his new skin. Using her dragon magic - and a sharp claw - Eleanor pried it loose and ripped it from his body. It left a long a patch of raw skin where the zipper had been, which was quite painful but easy for Eleanor to heal. But by removing it, she severed Stephan's connection to his old human form. His girly shark body was his true skin, now. There was no going back, because there was nothing else to go back to.

Eleanor's newer Drew still remembers life as Stephan, but that life means nothing to him anymore. He has no regrets, and he couldn't be happier, serving his mistress’s needs for the foreseeable eternity. He has his clients, and he has her. He needs nothing else. And he never will. 

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Eleanor and Drew are both my OCs.

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