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Himiko Cleaning Rag TF (The kindest patron++)
🕑 Added 2022-03-28 12:52:24 +0000 UTC(Danganronpa)
“Nyeh, so tired…” Himiko sighed idly as she entered her still-unwanted bedroom. Today sure was… something. The Ultimate Magician appreciated Tenko’s enthusiasm and willingness to learn more, but to think she’d be forced to talk about and explain magic phenomena for three hours straight? It was a miracle she didn’t pass out right there and then, it was so much work!
But now, she was finally inside of her napping room, the mattress looking comfier than usual from all this talking… But wait, something wasn’t right… Why was her bed… made…? And her laundry, they were all neatly put in a pile as well! The redhead looked around in shock before noticing a tiny piece of paper with something scribbled on it… Well, ‘scribbled’ wasn’t the best word to use, as the handwriting was very fancy, and the odd note read:
“You accidentally left your room open, so I decided to clean it up while I was there, hopefully you do not mind.
-Kirumi”
“Kirumi cleaned it all up? Even during this killing game, she’s helping everybody… She’s so nice, I almost feel like I want to help her but… cleaning is so tiring… If only I could tidy up without having to actually work…” Himiko said out loud but thought nothing more of it. Sure, it’d be nice, but it wasn’t possible… unless she used her magic, she supposed, but the girl didn’t want to waste her powers on such a trivial thing. Kirumi seemed more than happy with working alone, after all. Maybe she could go look over some things in her research lab later and find something useful there, but for now… she was just gonna take a much-needed rest…
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Nyeh, that hit the spot… The Ultimate Magician thought to herself as her eyelids opened wide and light poured into her retinas.
Is it lunchtime already? The girl tried to turn her head to look at the wall clock all the bedrooms were furnished with… but her point of view didn’t change! She was stuck looking at the ceiling… No, something was clearly wrong here! The surface looked much less modern than the sterile gray of her bedroom… it looked almost medieval or more accurately… victorian, maybe? It almost reminded Himiko of…
I-is this Kirumi’s lab?! But why…? D-did she do something to me? Was the cleaning thing just a cover and I’m gonna get horribly killed…? Gah, if only I had enough MP to escape…!
The girl tried to wiggle around, but quickly realized that it wasn’t just her head that was stuck in place, it was her whole body! W-was she hit by paralyzing lighting magic?! If so, it was an especially potent kind… No, that wasn’t right either, her body felt all wrong as well! Was it transformation magic then?! But Himiko was the only mage in the vicinity!
“Oh, what’s this?” All of a sudden, the girl’s world was thrust into disarray as something warm grabbed Himiko’s body. Her completely limp and flaccid form seemed to flutter for a bit, but after the sudden shock ended, it was mostly still again, albeit she couldn’t help but dangle from the point where it was grabbed. But why?! How?! Human girls shouldn’t be able to fold together like that! It was almost as if she wasn’t human but…
“A cleaning rag? Is it Himiko’s? It has her school’s insignia embroidered on it…” Kirumi mused as she held a cottony red piece of cloth in her hand, the thought of it being sentient or a former girl being as far away from crossing her mind as something like the existence of real magic.
Nyeh?! A-a-a rag?! No, I’m not a… Turn me back, you… you witch! Were you sent by the coven to silence me?! Himiko cried out, fully believing this all to be the work of magic, but her flimsy new form was able to neither produce any movement nor sounds… and so, the girl-turned-rag could only watch as the Ultimate Maid contemplated her options.
“I… suppose she left it here as thanks for cleaning her room? In that case, it’d be remiss of me not to use it, wouldn’t it?”
U-use me?! But I’m a mage! I use magic to clean, not get used myseeeee– The Ultimate Magician’s train of thought was promptly cut off as Kirumi put the rag inside of her pocket and left the room.
“Hopefully this one holds out a touch longer, I barely started work on these filthy bathrooms…”
And work she did, as Kirumi wasted no time making her way towards the girls’ restroom, only taking her new cleaning cloth out once she got inside.
Starting with the tiles, the sentient rag was forced to taste every tiny bit of musk and grime found on them, and Kirumi made damn sure to scrub everything off, even if she needed to use force to do so. Unfortunately, Himiko didn’t quite share the maid’s desire to clean, as she quickly realized her new flimsy body worked like one giant tongue, making her quite literally lick all of the dirt off… If she still had a mouth… or anything, for that matter, she’d puke, but she didn’t have even this simple luxury, and her magic didn’t seem to do anything either…
The girl did get her hopes up a tad when she saw her unaware user moving towards a plastic bucket full of what appeared to be water, but said hope disappeared the second the girl was actually submerged. Despite having no lungs (or organs in general) to speak of, it was as if she was drowning in a lake of dirty water and chemicals, and Kirumi wasn’t helping in the least! For a maid, she was quite rough with her equipment, but it was understandable… normally her equipment didn’t consist of transformed girls!
Yet, even if all of her tools were to be sentient, the ultimate would be none the wiser as she spent the next hour cleaning the restroom, all of it. Tiles, sinks, even some pipes, until finally, there was only one thing left to clean… The thing that was left for last on purpose, as it was undoubtedly the nastiest to clean…
The toilets.
N-nyeh, please don’t! When I said I wanted to help, I didn’t mean it like that! I didn’t– mhph! mmmfphhp!
But of course, her pleas fell on deaf ears and before Himiko even realized it, the taste of white cold porcelain entered her nonexistent mouth, causing the former girl to cringe mentally… but it was only the beginning of the nightmare that was to come. The rim of the toilet bowl was clean but that obviously wasn’t the dirtiest part of the appliance, far from it. Kirumi put on a pair of plastic gloves to not dirty her usual ones and reached inside.
Himiko cried in disgust as the awful taste of piss entered her mouth, the maid rubbing the yellow stains inside of the latrine squeaky clean with the absorbent new rag.
Himiko could only despair as she realized this was only the first toilet of many…
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One of this month's stories for the 'The kindest patron++' tier members!
Edited by ABCFred202
