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Madoka Kaname: Alpha Virus, optional Ownership Collar to use on Homura.

Homura Akemi - Bottom Virus

Bonus points if this is at like, the start of a loop where Madoka remembers all the previous loops. Some Wish made in the previous loop caused her to remember, but this loop takes place in a rather Different world.

Homura sighed as she stood in front of the mirror in her hospital room’s attached bathroom.

Her hair was down, and her glasses abandoned, revealing the deep, tired bags under her purple eyes. A common sight.

One she wished wasn’t so common. Especially not in this time and place.

But there was nothing to it. Homura took a deep breath, and rolled her shoulders, grimacing as she felt her weak body response sluggishly.

For some reason, she felt even weaker than usual this loop. Not that it really mattered- Homura didn’t really need physical prowess to succeed.

Still felt a bit strange, but-

Homura jumped as a hand knocked on the doorframe leading into her room. Was the nurse early too? Was this a deviant loop?

Homura carefully made her way out of the bathroom- only to freeze as someone other than the nurse was standing there.

Madoka smiled happily at Homura. “Hello, Homura-chan!~” She called, walking into Homura’s room uninvited.

“What- Uh-” Homura’s mind was racing. Why was Madoka here? Why did she act as if she knew Homura? Did this Homura know Madoka before she took over her body?

Homura’s racing mind was frozen as Madoka’s hand fell on her shoulder, and began pushing her backward. Homura found her legs obediently obeying Madoka’s direction, her wide eyes staring back into Madoka’s pink ones, her face inches from Homura’s own.

Homura’s legs eventually hit her bed, making her fall backward onto it, immediately followed by Madoka climbing on top of Homura herself, making Homura’s frozen mind suddenly kick back into gear. “I- E-Excuse me, but-”

“I remember, Homura.” Madoka cut her off, making Homura freeze again as Madoka straddled her lap. “I remember everything~” She said, smiling widely.

For some reason, her usually cute smile seemed, strange. Hungry, somehow.

Homura’s cheeks were heating up as Madoka’s hands slowly glided up her sides.

“I remember how hard you worked to protect me, and how much you love me. I remember how lonely you are, and how cold you grew. I remember how cute you were before, and how sexy you look now~” She said as her hands settled on the girl’s neck, before a click sounded, making Homura blink as she felt a leather band around her neck suddenly- and then all of her confusion began, melting away for some reason. She mewled confusedly up at her owner, trying to understand what was happening to her.

Madoka’s smile grew at the sight of Homura’s usually sharp amethyst eyes fogging over, the metallic plate reading ‘Homura-chan <3’ gleaming on her neck.