Mesmer had hatched a new plan. Of the various nefarious trials he had used against Doctor Arcane, this was without a doubt the most clever. Darkrotic had been kind enough to supply him with some of the wondrous chemical he had used again Storm Taurus. It really was quite ingenious, turning one's enemy into a perfect slave thereby replacing a problem with an asset.
Mesmer planned to rob the Charm City bank. When Doctor Arcane undoubtedly appeared to stop him, the trap would be sprung. Hundreds of gallons of the chemical formula would be misted into the room, not only pacifying his enemy, but transforming everyone in the bank into his unthinking slaves. From there, he could pull off heists lesser villains could only dream of! All was ready. All Mesmer had to do now was set the plan into motion.
It was a rainy day in Charm City, the kind Doctor Arcane enjoyed the most. The serenity of it, how it allowed him to practice hydromancy, not to mention how the city lit up spectacularly when the mist came in afterwards. Still, that serenity would not last. His message from the world beyond informed him Mesmer was robbing Charm City bank, the fiend!
Doctor Arcane leapt through a portal to arrive at the bank with impetus. The marble floors of the bank were host to at least a dozen hostages kept in check by...bank guards?! "Mesmer, you fiend!" Doctor Arcane shouted. These guards had been stripped of their free will by the strange technologies of his arch nemesis. The muscled guards charged Doctor Arcane while the oh-so intelligent Mesmer simply walked into the bank vault...and sealed the door behind him. 'How strange' Doctor Arcane thought before freezing one guard in place and forcing the other to move at 1/1000 his normal speed with a flick of the wrist.
A paltry task, Mesmer hadn't thought it would work, would he? Surely he was smarter than that. Mesmer was a very smart man. These hostages seemed worried. If they acted against Mesmer it could end badly for everyone. Doctor Arcane thought it write to give a short speech to calm things down. "Ladi-" Doctor Arcane coughed, his voice felt strange, but he couldn't quite place it. "Ladies and gentlemen. Please, keep still. You have, like, nothing to worry about from Mesmer. He'll take good care of you." 'Where in the nine planes did that come from?!' Shouted Doctor Arcane's inner monologue.
He had to end this quick, Mesmer's subliminal waves might have gotten past his defenses. The thought of Mesmer penetrating anything that was his (hers?) made Doctor Arcane bite his newly-plumpened lips. The long legs of Doctor Arcane strode towards the bank vault, planning to tear Mesmer out with his magics. Every step that Doctor Arcane took towards justice made his plump behind jiggle, much like the pair of breasts on his chest.
She felt strange, like her connection to the spirit world had suddenly weakened. More than that, Doctor Arcane felt like she was on fire. It was as if the flames of the great fire had sparked in her loins. It was...tough...to keep going. Doctor Arcane closed her manicured hands into a fist and dropped to her knees panting.
Sounds of moans pierced the air behind her and pinkness entered her vision. Tiny droplets of mist were accumulating on her smooth, soft skin. The hands that had been clenched went in opposite directions for the same purpose. One fondled the beautiful bosom that Master Mesmer had given her while the other had some fun down below.
Doctor Arcane's thoughts felt more cloudy, being lit up occasionally by a surge of pleasure. After a few minutes of exposure to the mist, Mesmer's new assistant, Princeton, rose to her feet and opened the vault door back up for her master. Mesmer wore a wicked grin as he was guided safely out of the bank by Princeton and his new slaves.