Anna's transformation was startling. Her once soft, almost demure demeanor shifted as she shook out her hair, letting it fall in wild, untamed waves. Her eyes, previously wide with a hint of shyness, now glinted with a fierce, almost predatory intensity.

She straightened her posture, her shoulders squared, and a sly, confident smirk curled her lips. The air around her seemed to crackle with a new energy, bold and unapologetic.

Ren blinked, momentarily caught off guard, but a flicker of recognition passed through his eyes. He'd seen this before—this wasn't just Anna anymore. This was her, the other side of Anna, the one that is called Aria, famous band member that most people would die to meet.

He kept his expression confused and scared, playing dumb, as if he hadn't noticed the shift. His heart raced, though, knowing full well what this version of Anna was capable of and how dangerous a version of Anna who misused her abilities could be.

"You can't just walk away now, boy," she purred, her voice low and sultry, dripping with a commanding edge. She stepped forward, her movements fluid and deliberate, like a cat stalking its prey.

Before Ren could react, she closed the distance between them, her hands shooting out to grip his shoulders pressing her boobs against him. With surprising strength, she pushed him back against the grimy wall of the alley, the faint smell of damp concrete lingering in the air.

"Anna, wwait—" Ren started, feigning surprise, but she cut him off with a sharp laugh.

"Don't leave me like this," she said, her voice laced with a teasing menace. She leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear. "You gotta show me a good time, boy. No half-assing it." Her hands slid down his chest, fingers curling sneaking toward Ren's penis as she pressed her body against his, pinning him in place.

The sudden weight and warmth of her made his pulse spike, though he kept his face a mask of confusion. He wondered if today if he would be able to push pass his limits and get a second boner, but to his disappoinment he could feel how weak has body had become.

But Ren wasn't the only one that was having a trouble.

Inside Anna's mind, a storm was brewing. The softer, more reserved Anna—the one who'd been flustered and shy just moments ago—was still there, screaming in the background of her consciousness. What are you doing?! He isn't yours! she thought, her inner voice trembling with panic.

But the bolder personality, the one now in control, shoved those protests aside with a dismissive scoff. Oh, hush. You wanted this too, don't lie. Let me handle it. Beside I like this boy.

Ren's eyes flicked over her face, catching the subtle twitch in her expression—a fleeting moment where the softer Anna seemed to surface, her brows furrowing in distress before the bold persona took over again, her smirk returning.

Aria's hands were continuously touching Ren, hoping to arouse him, but realizing it was only a dream, she had the clever idea of using her power on him. Anna completely objected, but she had already lost control of her body.

"I... I, Annalise Morgenstern... command you... get yourself hard for me," Aria muttered, wielding Anna's powers as her own. Ren felt a piercing pain in his nether region as he watched his flaccid cock unnaturally spring to life.

"Ughhh~" Ren groaned from the pain, looking at Aria, whose face bore a lustful expression. Suddenly, that expression faded, replaced by a kinder, more familiar one. "Ren... go away! I can't control myself!" Anna muttered, her voice revealing that it was she, not Aria, speaking.

Ren quickly grabbed his pants and shirt, deciding to flee. The last thing he wanted was for a woman to ride his forcibly aroused cock, though he didn't yet know the consequences this action might bring.

Anna's body trembled as she stood alone in the alley, the faint echo of Ren's retreating footsteps fading into the distance. Inside her mind, a fierce battle raged. The softer, reserved Anna clawed her way to the surface, her voice sharp and desperate as she confronted the bolder persona that had taken control.

"Aria, what the hell was that?!" Anna's inner voice snapped, her tone laced with fury and shame. "You can't just—just take over like that! Ren is *my* lover, not yours! Stay away from him!"

Aria's presence in her mind was like a burning coal, unapologetic and defiant. She clicked her tongue, a sharp, dismissive sound that reverberated through Anna's consciousness. "Tch. Good work, Anna. You scared the boy off," Aria drawled, her voice dripping with mockery. "We had him right there, all hot and ready, and now look at us—aroused, alone, and stuck like this. Just stay like that, wallowing in your little pity, and do nothing. You're so good at that."

Anna's face twisted, a mix of anger and embarrassment flushing her cheeks. "He's not some toy for you to play with!" she shouted internally, her voice trembling with emotion. "You used my power on him, Aria! You forced him! That's not what I agreed!"

Aria's laugh was low and sultry, unbothered by Anna's protests. "Oh, please. You wanted it just as much as I did because we are one. Don't pretend you're all innocent. Besides, that boy's got fire in him. I was just… stoking it a little."

Anna clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to regain full control of her body. "Stay. Away. From. Him," she growled, each word punctuated with resolve. But Aria's presence lingered, a smug undercurrent in her mind, refusing to fully retreat. "Let's see about that!"

Meanwhile, in another corner of the alley, Ren fumbled with his clothes, yanking his shirt over his head and tugging his pants up with hurried, shaky hands. His heart pounded, not just from the adrenaline of his escape, but from the persistent, unnatural ache in his groin.

He glanced down, cursing under his breath as he realized the boner Aria had forced on him wasn't going away. It throbbed, defiant, as if mocking his attempt to regain control.

"Damn it, Aria," he muttered, his voice a low growl. He leaned against the wall, catching his breath, and pieced it together. Anna's power—her ability to command—had done this. And knowing how her abilities worked, he was almost certain it wouldn't fade until Anna herself reversed it. The thought made his stomach twist.

How am I going to hide this obvious bulge in my pants? Fuck! Is this what I get for trying to manipulate people?

After a moment, Ren straightened, adjusting his pants as best he could to hide the obvious bulge. He took a deep breath, steeling himself, and made his way out of the alley, heading toward the spot where he'd left Hiyori waiting.

Hiyori was pacing near the entrance to the same bench he left her, her arms crossed and her brow furrowed with worry. When she spotted Ren approaching, her eyes lit up with relief, but her expression quickly shifted to worry and slight anger.

"Ren! Where have you been? You were gone for, like, an hour!" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with exasperation. "I got so scared—I was *this* close to storming into the men's bathroom to find you!"

Ren forced a sheepish grin, scratching the back of his neck as he tried to keep his posture casual, angling his body to conceal his predicament. "Yeah, uh, sorry about that," he said, his voice strained but light. "Sometimes, you know, you just gotta… take your time with things."

Hiyori's eyes narrowed, clearly unconvinced, but she didn't press further. "Well, you're here now, so let's just go home," she said, turning to lead the way. "I'm starving, and I'm not waiting another hour for you to 'take your time' again."

Ren nodded, falling into step beside her, his mind racing. He could still feel the unnatural tension in his body, a constant reminder of Aria's command. He knew he couldn't let this linger—Anna was the only one who could undo it. As they walked, he mentally mapped out a plan. He'd have to track Anna down, and fast, before Aria's influence caused any more chaos. But for now, he kept his expression neutral, focusing on getting Hiyori home while hiding the obvious bulge in Ren's pants.

Since it was a weekday, neither Misa nor Kyouka was home, so only Hiyori and Ren were at the house. Upon returning, they quickly settled into their rooms. Hiyori went to her room, likely to play games all day, while Ren went to his to make a quick call to Anna, which was safer than meeting her in person right away.

The phone rang for a few seconds before a woman's voice came through. The first thing Ren heard was a loud apology. "Ren! I'm so sorry about what happened. Please don't hate me! It wasn't me, I swear. Please don't be angry with me."

Anna bombarded Ren with apologies, but he didn't mind because he already understood the situation. "Anna, calm down, it's fine. Everything is fine… well, not everything, because I have this huge problem."

Anxious but curious, Anna asked what it was, and Ren explained his persistent erection. "I'm sorry, Ren. You're suffering because of me! I'll quickly release the command."

"Oh… so you don't even need to see me?" Ren was curious about her power, and she replied, "No! Once I give a command, I can release it without even contacting the other person."

As they spoke, Ren suddenly felt his erection die down and sighed in relief, feeling much better. "Thank you, Anna! Also, don't worry about what happened. I'm not angry. Let's talk about it next time we meet!"

With those words, he hung up the phone, realizing he was indeed playing with fire that could easily burn him to a crisp with a single mistake.