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yinsukin:
Sethrol/Shadow

With his hands behind his back and his shirtless chest pushed forward, Sethrol the calm approached the crater, standing at the very edge.  A gust of wind flowed through the district, causing his gi to flap and flutter.

"At first I thought you were just a pervert," he said, staring down at Nanako from the edge of the creator.

The sound of bones shattering filled the air as the dark angel pushed through the lock and slammed Nanako into the ground.  The dark angel began to grow just a tad as it landed the attack.

"Deviant or not means nothing in this district.  To many, strength is something that comes from physical power or a sheer skill, but the strength of the heart is something that cannot be overlooked.  Come now Nanako!  Show this old man what a squirrel girl can do!"

Panda:
Nanako

Nanako's eyes widened slightly as she heard the creature's bones breaking, before yelping as she was slammed into the ground again. Stranger still, the creature seemed to grow larger as it did. Confused and still heated, Nanako loosened up the armbar enough to only maintain her grip on the creature, instead of continuing to damage the injured limb. This creature was supposed to be everything that had haunted her these past few days, but it was getting stronger as she hurt it? Or was it just getting bigger?

Sethrol's voice cut through the confusion like cold water through arousal, bringing a measure of clarity amidst the heat pulsing in her core and the fading aches in her back and abs. He was right, of course. This wasn't the time to get bogged down in what was going on. She had to overcome this, and if she had to suffer to do so, she certainly wouldn't object.

"So I'll have to suffer to win, huh?" Nanako groaned out, gritting her teeth through the effort of keeping herself anchored to the creature, "Don't threaten me, nngh, with a good time!"

With that, Nanako moved, trying to get the creature's arm under one of hers for a secure grip, and unwrapping her legs from the limb, only to try to wrap them around the creature's neck for a solid hold!

yinsukin:
Shadow/Sethrol

The shadow retracted its arm as she tried to lock herself in, but failed to stop Nanako's legs from wrapping around his neck.  The creature grabbed her face with one hand and began to squeeze.

Sethrol meanwhile simply stared from his spot.  "I suppose strength of the heart was misleading.  Its something closer to the legs that guides you."

Panda:
Nanako

Nanako felt a thrill shivering up her spine as her legs locked around the shadow's neck, anchoring her in place. Then one of the creature's hands latched onto her face and started squeezing. Where most might have panicked and tried to pull the offending hand away, Nanako instead relished the tightening grip, one eye staring between its fingers, locked with the angel's face. Instead of weakening her grip, the squirrel girl's grasp tightened, blushing a little at Sethrol's words, before the last piece clicked into place. Breaking its arm had only made it stronger, just as that familiar heat pulsed in her core with every blow it dealt her. Sethrol had pulled this being from her shadow, but it was still her. This was everything that had haunted her these past few days, but it was still part of her. Just as much as everything else she'd lived through, it was part of her.

Though her gaze softened in that moment, her resolve didn't. Fighting through the pain, Nanako tried to pull herself in closer, reaching out to wrap her arms around the shadow's head before pulling its 'face' into her chest.

So it wasn't winning, after all. It was accepting. Accepting you as part of me.

yinsukin:
Shadow?

The shadow's strong trunk like legs gave way to firm, feminine ones.  The hips of the angel became wider, his waist just a bit smaller.  The featureless torso gave way to breasts and visible muscle.  Its thick shoulders becoming more slender but detailed.  The black coloring filled in with spots of white and orange, until it completely matched Nanako's form.  The angel was her all along.  Wings sprouted from her back, radiating with a light so bright it blinded the old man.  Those wings in turn wrapped around Nanako's back, completing the embrace.

The other Nanako didn't speak, instead staring into her with weak shimmering eyes.

"The deed is done," Sethrol said, staring down at Nanako.

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