Digital Duchess
Digital Duchess
By Von Krieger
Teagan found herself awakened from slumber by the sound of her computer's speakers letting out a peel of symphonic trumpets in a triumphant fanfare. She fumbled around on her nightstand for her glasses, blinked the sleep from her eyes before putting them on, and directed a glare to the glowing tower of her gaming machine upon seeing that the green digits upon her clock read 4 AM. It was Saturday, her day to sleep in if she wasn't organizing something big for her guild to do. The latest expansion for Sorcery.Net's post apocalyptic fantasy MMO, Never Fade Away, had hit the store shelves on Thursday, and everyone was busy poking through the new content on their own. There were no organized events save for the new raid later in the evening.
She yawned and slipped from her bed, taking the covers with her, curious as to why her computer was making music. She'd shut everything down, except for the Army Trainer program which was always running in the background.
It was something she liked about NFA, the RPG aspect was combined with some real-time strategy in places, with the player's character acting as the general or leader of the army. The application, dubbed Commander Deign, after Sorc.Net's mascot and tutorial giver, allowed a user to queue training and unit creation for their armies. At the lower levels it wasn't useful as everything could be trained up rather quickly, but when training times and unit builds took a few hours, it was good to have something that could watch over your units while you slept.
It also served as the patch updater and as a peer-to-peer distribution client for the game itself. With the new expansion Deign Commander also allowed a player to create a few set defensive strategies for when their armies were attacked when they weren't playing. It was one of the most requested features, being able to customize defense for the lay of the land where the player's base was built, as well as the specific unit allotments.
In the hours since its release Teagan had seen her ranking shoot up from the top one hundred to the top ten. PvP in Never Fade Away was rather interesting, as the in-game lore stated that the player characters never actually faced one another. Rather they face a demonic shadow duplicate. Which character or side was the double and which was the original was usually determined randomly, though one could set a preference.
To be honest, Teagan loved playing her Shadow Army more than her actual army. The shadow forces were far more customizable and interesting to play, while the followers of her PC had more plot and backstory to them. She'd written histories for them that had been deemed good enough to take into the official in game lore.
She turned her monitor on, and with a few clicks found that Deign Commander was indeed the source of the noise. The animated version of Aimy, her in game pet, danced on the screen, apparently celebrating her newly acquired status as the number one ranked army in the NFA world.
Customized automated attack strategies had been added with the last expansion, and Teagan had devoted an entire week to crafting them for the top hundred players, and spent a few hours every week since then updating them to keep current.
When she'd gone to bed [ST Cobra] Pawstruck had been neck and neck with [Blue Smoosh] Uratoh, [Clan Kinai] Yuriko, [Covert Ops] Morgoth, and [Sushi Shadows] Greywolf.
Looking over the logs, it seemed that Pawstruck had gotten bum rushed by a dozen or so lower ranked players, hired as mercenaries by Morgoth. Teagan had set up contingencies so that her forces would join in on any attack against Pawstruck, and with her tweaks to the Shadow Army using bits from the newest expansion, she'd been the one to do the most damage, thus getting the majority of the spoils.
Yuriko and Greywolf had attempted to zerg rush Uratoh with everything they had, which would've worked if Pawstruck hadn't been in a rage and looking to regain lost booty, ransacking their capital cities with skirmishers.
Uratoh, meanwhile, had been attempting to loot Teagan's lands, but she'd drawn the bad luck of drawing the role of the mundane army, facing Teagan's Shadow counterparts. The synergy of her stealth strike units combined with the new abilities that let them regain a portion of the damage they did as health, and having a unit kill up their ability for regeneration had allowed Teagan to hold off the pillagers entirely without taking a single casualty. Perfect battles at this level were non-existent, and odds were that there would be a nerfbat in the future for at least one of the abilities.
Teagan grinned; she'd be secure in first-place until that happened, since she was the only one out of the top fifty players who had devoted time and resources to getting her stealth-strikers leveled up. Armored defenders had been the flavor of the month with the last expansion, and they were still one of the most overpowered units. She'd guessed that the damage dealers would be getting a boost with the new expansion to compensate, and she'd been right.
Morgoth's Shadow Army had attempted an invasion as well, loaded up with just about everything he had, even using three of the five special promotional items that had been released with the last expansion; the Fist, Fang, and Flail of Haborym, the only one of the Thirteen Shadows Lords that had yet to be revealed in game.
Luck, and the new defensive strategies had been with Teagan, as using her stealth units to ferry her mages behind Morgoths forces had worked perfectly. Caught in a pincher between her citadel's walls and her mage's might, she'd defeated the Shadow Army, and received the three items.
Her eyes widened at that, she'd already won the Scale of Haborym, the best shield in the game. The defense bonus from that had likely assured her two victories, even with the might of the Flail on Morgoth's side.
A stray thought crossed her mind, and Teagan found herself fully awake as she logged in, wanting to check her inventory. Pawstruck had been the holder of the Wing of Haborym, and if she'd gotten lucky on the loot roll...
Teagan's eyes widened as she saw the four new items, their unique black-red reflection gleaming. They immediately were added to her character. Teagan was rather fond of Sorsha. Like most of the high ranked characters, she was an epic race in an epic class with a few of the epic perks and background abilities, as well as a bunch of things from the expansions and various add-on packs.
She was one of the epic Elven races, a redeemed Dark Elf. She'd used two of her starting traits to pick up Angelic and Monster Maiden bloodlines, the first allowed her to get rid of Fade points, which made the Shadow character stronger, which would pull her up in rank, which would mean that the normal character would be weaker in comparison to the competition.
Getting high rankings was a balancing act if you competed in the storyline ladder. You could take your Shadow character or your normal character and fight all you like, and most people did, but Teagan preferred having an impact on the outcome of the game world. She did her best to keep her Fade points as close to zero as she could. It kept the two versions of her character at roughly even power levels so she wasn't overpowered or underpowered.
The Dark Elf race had innate Fade resistance as well as magical boosting abilities and some unique armors that only Dark Elves could use. The two bloodlines added extra abilities, one almost a class of its own, but also had their own drawbacks. The Angelic bloodline cut off usage of the Demon, Shadow, and Beyond the Stars talent trees for the Battlemage, which were very useful.
The Monster Maiden, however, was almost a class onto itself, granting the use of a pet, some monster-only abilities, and some very powerful buffs. The downside was that for the entire game she'd be tagged as having the Beast subtype, the most common monster race, and thus a very common bonus damage enchantment on weapons. That was unless you got lucky and not only managed to land the killing blow on a particular one of the twelve known Shadow Lords, but also make the roll that let a Monster Maiden gain an ability from them.
Most starter perks gave very solid and hefty bonuses to one or two stats or skills, Monster Maidens got nothing, just a cute pet at the start and the ability to, on occasion, have the opportunity to add a boost themed on a monster she'd landed the killing blow on. If her pet got it, then there was the chance of getting a new pet based on the fallen foe.
Teagan was rather impressed. As for the one advantage, the developers had designed a buff that every single monster in the game could give, as well as a cute pet monster based off of them, and a few variations that had aspects of other pet monsters. It was rather like the shadow-creature construction system, but with the game adding on bits rather than the player. Hitting up the twelve Shadow Lords twice every weekend had gotten Teagan the best bonuses the game had to offer, as well as a pet that gave her some defensive buffs, did decent damage and was an absolutely massive sack of hit points. The fact that it was also a chibi version of the Shadow Lord Xalailatathion, the massive three headed hydra, also helped.
The cute creature still danced in the background as Teagan donned her gear. The Fang, despite being the perfect name for a dagger, was actually a helmet...Well, for the female models it was more of a tiara with a spiky, crown-like design. The Scale was similar, a single massive scale roughly in the shape of a shield, adorned with a few spikes, and sporting a version of the player's symbol or heraldry done up in the Shadowscript style. Teagan wasn't sure how they'd managed to convey her biohazard and radiation symbol logo in the simplistic yet sharp and pointy scrawls. They looked like they'd been gouged out by claws.
The Wing was a cloak, the edges lined with silvery patterns, mostly jagged lines and circles, the symbol for Haborym herself. The Fist was a bracer, worn on the weapon bearing hand. Getting a close up, it looked kind of like a taloned hand with the claws slipping between the fingers. Very wicked looking.
And the Flail seemed to be more of an adornment, a small spiked ball on the end of a chain that attached to another weapon. In fact all five items were worn over other gear. They took their attributes from gear that was already being worn, essentially becoming higher powered versions.
Teagan admired her elven avatar's attire, grinning at the sight. Sorsha was quite the sight to see, with her ebon skin, radiant white hair worn back in a long braid, her large, golden eyes, and her half-trenchcoat half-evening gown style robe. Teagan watched as the black leather took on the gleaming red-black sheen of a Haborym item. The silver marks of the Shadow Lord began to appear on it as well, spreading to the user interface of the game.
"Wow." Teagan said softly, completely and totally awake now. The fanfare ceased, and was replaced by a whistle, followed by the voice of the Deign Commander, using Aimy as an avatar.
"Having gathered the five items of power scattered in the world by the Thirteenth Lord of Shadow, Haborym the Seductress, the fountainhead of all that is Shadow in the world, you have shown yourself to be a powerful warrior and a cunning leader. At this moment she bides her time, awaiting the day when Shadow triumphs over Light and its many squabbling factions. Then and only then can she be freed from within her prison deep within the heart of a star." The chibi hydra said, its central head speaking while the other two looked at it, one with an expression of confusion, the other listening intently. It made Teagan giggle.
"But her avatar, plotting from our own world, offers you a challenge. If you are mighty enough to succeed, you will be granted Haborym's Corset, the final item of her power, making you untouchable in the realm of Never Fade Away."
The hydra fluttered her wings, avoiding the pop up window that appeared. She sunk her claws into the side and top, and peered down at the options.
"Do you wish to take her up on the challenge? Yes or no?"
Teagan grinned, bringing the mouse cursor over and clicking yes.
The screen flashed red for a moment, the theme for her desktop altering, her taskbar becoming the gleaming red-black of Haborym. That shouldn't be happening. Silver symbols began appearing on the screen, being drawn slowly, and then seeming to spread, like a stain over the ground.
Teagan's eyes widened as the symbols spread from the screen to the monitor itself, down onto her desk. "Wait, what?" she said, stunned, standing from her chair. The symbols spread faster, down one leg of her desk and down onto the floor and onto the carpet.
"I've got to still be asleep, I've got to be dreaming!" Teagan said aloud, taking a step away from the slithering silver design. It darted forward, forming a circle around her. Teagan was quite familiar with the sight of teleportation circles, they were in every town and dungeon, after all. But she'd never seen one with a Shadow Lord's symbol as the driving force before.
"Just a dream." She whispered, closing her eyes and trying to taking conscious control of what she supposed to be a dream, "Wake up Teagan, wake up."
Red light flared and Teagan felt herself sucked into the cold void between worlds.
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There was a general sensation of falling, but there was no sense of speed, no wind whipping by. All Teagan could see was blackness, completely endless. It wasn't like when you closed your eyes, seeing phantom patterns and bits of color. With her eyes open she saw nothing. She heard nothing, not a single sound. She opened her mouth to scream but found she could neither draw in nor expel breath, but her chest did not burn. She couldn't move; she could only remain stock still, all her senses seemingly blanked out save for the feelings of her own immobile body occurring within. The bleak emptiness felt cold, terribly cold, and yet not painful or uncomfortable. Outside of the strange void Teagan was sure the clawing chill would freeze her skin. But here it seemed to be the only sensation that existed outside of herself.
And then as if to counteract that chill, Teagan could feel a warmth building inside of her. And then she could see herself, falling in the blackness, her nightgown fluttering ever so slightly, slowly. It looked like she was falling through a near-frictionless fluid, only the surface area of the nightgown allowing a sensation of pressure.
And then the garment began to dissolve away, turning to light blue fluid that marked Teagan's slow descent. In a few moments she was naked, laid bare before her eyes. Her body stared upward, an unchanging expression of confusion upon her face.
Something seemed to snake up from the depths, swirling ribbons of energy. They glowed softly, leaving their reflections upon Teagan's pale, computer geek skin. There were three of them, the largest a dark purple, nearly black, shot through with a slightly lighter pattern. It looked almost like a stylized centipede upon a banner, and the motions it made looked rather like it was crawling on her. Teagan tried to wince as she felt a phantom tickling sensation, like dozens of legs belonging to a prehistorically-sized invertebrate were trampling around over her body. Where each caress of the strange energy banner touched her body blackness spread over her wan skin. It felt... quite nice, actually. It also served to drive off the biting chill that surrounded Teagan.
The darkness spread from those points, covering her somewhat pudgy body in pure black skin. At her head and loins, however, finding hair, it instead changed it from dull blonde-brown, to intense, vibrant white. If she could move, Teagan would have gasped. But instead she could merely watch as the ribbon of energy circled her head several times. She could feel a tickle upon her ears, seeing them smooth out, elongate, and take on the familiar pointed shape that she'd seen time and time again in Never Fade Away. She had become a Dark Elf version of herself.
But the ribbon of energy was not done yet. Whereas there had only been small and light touches before, the banner drew in tighter; pressing against her bare skin. Teagan could feel skin, flesh, and bone all giving way beneath it. The sensations didn't hurt at all, but they felt rather strange. It coiled its entire length around her body, like a serpent. Constricting and squeezing, molding her body like soft clay. She watched as her rather rotund form was squished and squeezed, her mass distributed into a more pleasing configuration. She watched with awe as her body was stretched out slowly, granting her an additional six inches of height, pushing her a touch over six feet in height.
That was enough to turn her from a rather squat, plump, almost comedic looking figure to an almost statuesque beauty. But the alterations were not done yet. While her roundness was mostly vanquished, it had remained in all the right places, and those places were getting bigger.
Teagan no longer felt cold, she felt pleasantly warm, growing warmer still as the two other ribbons of energy, one white and gold, one brown and green, began to swirl in around her as well.
Her vision of herself began to dim, and Teagan began to feel sensation again. The chitin-legged tickle of the purple and black energy faded away, replaced by the sensations of the other two. The white one felt warm and pure, like sitting in the sun on a cool spring morning. The other was soft, sweet, comforting, like a kitten snuggling up to you. They were so relaxing they made her feel sleepy. The feeling of the strange void was vanishing, replaced by more mundane sensations; the softness of sheets, the warmth of a bed, the plush pillow beneath her head. Teagan sighed happily, though she wished the dream wouldn't end. It had been strange, but it had also been very interesting.
But still the sensations of the energy banners continued, and Teagan clung to them, hoping to remain asleep for some time longer. The white one's warm touch focused on her head, relieving the almost constant pressure in Teagan's sinuses from her allergies, making her eyes stop their almost unceasing itch that she would wake with every morning. But most of all it seemed to touch her beyond the flesh, leaving her with a wonderful peace of mind and calmness she had never known.
The green and brown one seemed to center upon her torso, pleasant sensations upon her chest, her belly, and her loins. They felt good... better than good... almost... erotic. Mmm... Teagan felt her breath coming in short, pleasured gasps. There was a comfortable weight upon her chest, one that felt good pressed against the sheets. There was also, oddly enough, something similar upon her belly, a feeling of pleasant weight and tightness that felt wonderful. There was something soft against her belly, equal parts warm slickness and soft leather.
Someone seemed to be caressing her belly, and it felt wonderful. Teagan leaned into the touch, wanting more, shifting her weight a bit. She was rewarded with a doubling of sensation, a second warm touch upon her body. Then there was a third, and a fourth, and a fifth. The three new sensations were different; hotter, far more erotic and intense. One touch was upon her breast, another at her loins, and another strangely in her mouth. It was as if she were being pleasured by several people at once.
She felt herself waking up, a sensation of fog clearing from her mind. She drew back more and more into herself, finding strangely that the sensations only grew more powerful. She found someone pressed up against her; somebody wonderfully warm beneath the covers. It seemed like they were dressed in some sort of body suit, maybe latex, or something of the like, since the touch was smooth and sleek. The person behind her was also the one rubbing Teagan's belly, which felt oddly heavy, bigger than it was supposed to be. But tight and solid, not thick and flabby like it normally did.
It felt like someone was kissing her, or something. The tongue felt rough, like a cat's, but also oddly forked. Her own tongue found several rather large, pointed, canine teeth in the mouth that was against her own. The sensations from her breast and loins felt similar, a dexterous, rough, insistent tongue housed within a deliciously warm mouth. But the sensations felt all wrong. There was a feeling of something being drained from her breast, the nipples longer and thicker than they ought to be. Despite the feeling of something flowing from her (was she lactating somehow? What was going on?) Teagan could feel an odd sensation of pressure, her breasts and nipples seeming to grow with every caress and suck.
She had to be still dreaming, somehow, yet everything that she experienced with each moment seemed more and more real, more and more pleasurable. Everything felt so strange, so unusual, and yet somehow she found it to be familiar and comforting. Even the powerful pressure that was building in her loins.
Teagan could feel something in her pussy, hard, thick, and smooth, tapering to a point. It felt rather like some weird sort of sex toy, but it seemed to move on its own. It moved in strange ways, horizontal and from side to side rather than in and out. But that was not the strange pressure that worried her. It came a goodly deal before that part of her anatomy, but still contained within the area of her groin.
Much like her bosom, that portion of her body seemed to be growing and swelling as well, each passing moment granting it increased size and weight, and yet somehow growing ever more sensitive as it grew. It felt like... no, that couldn't be possible. This had to be a dream! But nonetheless the unwanted organ seemed to be coming closer and closer to climax with each passing moment.
Teagan felt trapped and tried to claw her way out of the dream, forcing herself to wake up. At the very least she wanted to free herself from the embrace of the strange horde of people intent on pleasuring her. The bedcovers were heavy and thick, a hefty quilt atop sheets that could nearly be blankets by themselves, meant to help drive off the deep cold in a bedroom that lacked a proper heating element.
Try as she might Teagan couldn't escape the grip of her latex-wearing molesters. She tried to get a grip on the hands wrapped around her body, stroking her belly. But she couldn't even wrap her hands around the wrists. The hands felt funny, like they were in overly large mittens or gloves or something. Gripping one of them, Teagan even lacked the strength to pull it away.
She was about to bite down on the tongue invading her mouth when she felt the sensation within her loins shift. The long, thick, forked tongue ceased wrapping around the outside of the unfamiliar organ, and instead somehow managed to slither down the inside of it. It was too much for poor Teagan to take. Every muscle in her body seemed to tense at once, feeling as if they were trying to force all the fluid in her body into her core, to be expelled from her climaxing cock in one of a dozen massive torrents. She couldn't move, she could barely even think.
The molester kissing her broke contact, allowing Teagan to draw in a deep breath. The one pleasuring her cock was latched on quite tightly, and seemed intent on slowly suckling every last drop of seed that it could from her. She lay in the bed, panting, trying to regain her breath. The toy was slowly, almost teasingly, coaxed from her sex, making Teagan shiver with delight. Something nuzzled her neck, warm and smooth, just like the rest of the latex suit.
"Mmm..." purred a strange voice in her ear, "I love waking you up every morning, Mommy."
Teagan's eyes widened, the voice sounding familiar, the words sounding familiar, but the tone was... wrong. It still had some of the qualities, the sense of wonder at nearly everything, the childlike innocence, the same gender neutral quality that her Never Fade Away pet/mount Aimy had, but deeper.
She managed to finally shove away the covers and turned to find herself face to face with a dragon. She let out a frightened squeak, which was ignored, the nuzzling continuing. It trailed downward, the serpentine creature poking her arm to the side, bending its long neck so that it would have access to Teagan's other breast.
To her horror she found a second dragon there, a matched set of jaws intent on draining her breasts of their milky burden. Teagan watched with fascination as they continued to grow as she watched, taking on ludicrous, nearly fetish fantasy art proportions. Looking down over herself, Teagan could see her black skin, familiar scars and the tattoos of many magic rituals.
"Oh gods," she whispered, her voice taking on a familiar, exotic accent, but one that had no place coming from her throat rather than her computer speakers, "I'm Sorsha!"
The draconic head between her legs relinquished its grip on her softening member, red, glowing eyes looking up at her with a mix of confusion and annoyance. "Mommy, Did you go and sell your existence to one of those weird beings from Outside? The ones that have never even been incarnate before and haven't a clue on how to do anything?" the hydra said with more than a generous helping of annoyance.
"No!" Teagan protested, trying to shove Aimy's heads away from her breasts, no matter how good it felt it was incredibly weird and far too personal a thing to be doing with someone... well... something she'd never even met in the flesh before.
"Prove it! Your journal is across the room, when was I born?" the hydra said smugly.
"You're Aimy, right?"
The black and red scaled beast nodded with its free head, "Yup."
"Umm... two or three months? I don't remember quite clearly, it was a good weekend, got the rare Monster Maiden drop from Xalailatathion, which was your egg, then the fight with the Scourge Prince that I managed to snag the bloodline ability for him, and then having you hatch during the "flail around and bleed lava everywhere" phase for The T'Rath Minotaur, and you managed to get the killing blow and level up like twenty times." Teagan said, wracking her brain.
The hydra stopped sucking and pulled away, fixing Teagan with strange looks from all six eyes. "The events are right, but the timing is wrong. I turned ten years old last month! So who are you?"
Teagan sighed and instinctively felt on the nightstand for her glasses, and found them. She placed them upon her face, finding no change in the quality of her vision. Though as she looked at Aimy she had some strange sense of the dragon's power, her state of health, and how many times she could breathe her deadly infernos of shadow magic before she needed a rest.
Raidmaster Lenses, from one of the promotional kick off events, given to the first 144 guild raid leaders to complete the new Shadow Lord battle with each expansion. But they looked and felt just like her actual glasses, save for the coloration of the frames. Teagan blinked several times and stood from the bed, wincing at the coldness of the floor beneath her feet.
"I... I'm Teagan, Teagan Powell. I um... play Sorsha. To me she's a character in a game." She explained, as baffled by her words as the hydra.
The hydra nodded and sighed contentedly, "Oh, that's good. You're the guiding spirit for the Velvet Guard."
Teagan shrugged and found a small smile appearing upon her face as the dragon mentioned her guild, "Yeah... I guess I am, in a way." She said with a sigh as she walked over to the narrow mirror on the wall. She looked over her body with complete confusion.
"So Sorsha's a hermaphrodite?" she asked Aimy, "I didn't pick anything like that."
She glared at the thick phallus between her legs, nearly two feet long, thick, and animalistic. It looked like a horse's dick, and she only knew that because some joker had made a Team Fortress 2 mod that replaced a weapon with one.
"Duh. That's what happens to a Monster Maiden when their first pets are primarily females." The hydra said with a snort, "You're like a demigod, guiding my mistress like you do, how do you not know this?"
"They don't have this written down anywhere in the background or the lore! The Monster Charm ability tree gave me a choice of extra Presence with a female pet, or Constitution with a male..."
"It's easier on the body to pleasure a huge girl creature, than a huge guy creature. They all have something that needs to be put into something. As tasty as that is, getting your bones and muscles magically stretched and altered to feel pleasure instead of pain when that happens is going to result in some higher pain tolerance." The creature explained.
Teagan looked over her reflection in the mirror more, awed at her beautiful, exotic, elven appearance. She was just as she'd always pictured Sorsha, except for the obvious add-ons that apparently didn't make the public game lore and didn't show up as character model alterations. She was tall and athletic, gorgeously built, with gleaming golden eyes, snow white hair, and richly colored lips (and other sensual bits) tinted a shade of dark rose.
She struck a few poses, admiring herself and giggling. But her gaze always came back to the differences between the game model and what she had become. She had to turn away as she could feel heat stirring in her loins from her admiration of her own form. Absently she kept putting her hands on her rounded belly, rubbing it. She let out a soft moan as she walked back to the bed, almost entranced by the sensation.
Aimy placed a huge paw upon her midsection, "Don't do that. You'll get yourself wound up again."
"Wh-why does it feel so good? And why is Sorsha... why am I pregnant to begin with? Especially if I only... you know... with girl monsters." She felt heat upon her cheeks, her blush going unnoticed with her ebon skin.
"You're a Monster Maiden, for you the agony of childbirth is removed. You're meant to be a wellspring of Life in the world. You're given a gift, or a curse as some see it, by the gods, goddesses, and spirits of fertility. You will never have children with a member of your own race, but literally anything else is fair game."
Teagan stopped stroking herself, instead lying back onto her pillow and letting the information sink in. It was rather difficult not to press up against Aimy, as the hydra took up most of the king sized bed with her bulk. The dragon was wonderfully warm, and despite the strange newness of it all, Aimy was oddly familiar and comforting.
"But it's not like humans or dragons can do; just about every offspring that hatches is a pureblooded member of your lover's race. You can add a few things, making the offspring stronger, but it will always be something else. You'd never have babies with another elf, but an orc, or a fairy, or a beastman would all be able to knock you up, or be knocked up by you. Mostly you do the knocking."
The former human did her best not to fondle herself, but it seemed almost impossible. Just breathing seemed to excite her, the bottoms of her milk-filled breasts rubbing against the top of her over-sensitive tummy.
"This is from Axlcoatl, isn't it? How would a Monster Maiden manage to seduce one of the Shadow Lords? And..." she blinked several times, her face also taking on a series of puzzled expressions, "And isn't Xalailatathion a girl?"
"Charm Maidens can sometimes manage to coerce a Shadow Lord into a bit of fun, though they tend to get smacked around."
"That would explain why failed Charm attempts reduce Monster Maidens to 1 HP during fights with the multi-party monsters."
Aimy snorted, "I have no idea what that means, but I think it sounds about right. Anyway, with Laila you didn't do anything. You're also a Blood Maiden. It's the more popular route for Monster Maidens. Typically it's a hunting thing, track down your prey, drink their blood, and take their power, rather than seduce them into giving it to you. Tends to give you clutches, since you always have at least two, replacing the creature you've slain with several new lives."
Teagan winced, "That seems kind of cruel..."
"Not really. Most of the time these are dangerous creatures, Maidenbourne monsters tend to protect sentient life, rather than seeking to harm it. At the very least they tend to avoid picking on their mother's humanoid race, they find it instinctively distasteful. Though that changes to bloodlines and families with Dark Elves. Being picked off by rival families is always a hazard with them."
"Them? I thought Sorsha was a Dark Elf?"
"She is. She's not of the poisoned dagger and centipede patterned slinky dress type, though. Pocket of celestial energy trapped underground. Angelic blood. She doesn't like to talk about it. She hasn't seen her home in a long time, at least as long as I've been here."
Teagan found herself snuggling up to the hydra, wrapping her arms around one tree-trunk like neck and enjoying Aimy's smooth plum hued scales against her bare skin. The barest brush against Teagan's nipple made her leak milk.
"Okay, those I get, but why the hell are my tits half again as big as my head and leaking milk?" she said, her annoyed confusion punctuated with a pleasured moan as Aimy's side heads curled their tongues around four inch long nipples. It felt so familiar, like Teagan did this all the time. It wasn't anything to be upset over, and it most certainly didn't seem to be something that worried Sorsha. If Aimy had really been with the Dark Elf Battlemage for a decade, this sort of thing would be common, if it happened regularly.
"Monster Maidens take on aspects of creatures they fuck, or fight; it gives them new abilities, increases their power, and alters the body. Mistress can take on a dozen smaller alterations, or half that many larger changes. She has many changes that she can take on, but since she acquired a new one from Huesostea, the Bone Lady, she had to take on a blank slate again. You can shift around little changes as you like, but the big ones have to be layered on slowly, one at dawn and one at dusk."
Teagan found herself panting again, her cock half hard, having emerged from her sheath. "But it only takes fifteen minutes when I pl..." she paused, realization dawning, "That makes sense, the day/night cycle takes a bit under 30 minutes to complete." Her calculations were cut off by a draconic paw curling around her cock.
"Just relax, Mommy, let's get all your pent up juices out so we can start the day. We have a long ride ahead of us. This is the last big inn we'll see for awhile. Civilization stops here, for the most part."
The new dark elf found herself doing just that, Aimy had long been a companion in her mind, she'd written stories about the hydra. Though in the flesh she was much more developed than her in game representation, with oversized eyes, heads, and paws to give her a cute, kittenish look; the real Aimy looked more... sensual. Sleek and shiny, her scales gleaming in the dim light of dawn filtering in through the inn windows. She looked sexy, something about her appearance stirring up instinctive lusts deep down within Teagan's core.
"Wh-what are we out here for?" she asked, her words followed by a cry as Aimy coaxed her mother's member into her waiting vent.
"Why, we're here to look for signs of the last of the Shadow Lords, Haborym. Hers is the only avatar no one has been able to track down. If all thirteen Shadow Lords can have their manifestations in this world struck down as one, they would begin to lose their grip upon our realm. There would be peace." She purred, her long tongue teasing Teagan's hair.
Haborym. That was what Teagan was here for, the invitation that she'd opened that had brought her into the realm. She was here to take up the Shadow Lord's challenge. Odds were that she'd have to succeed in order to be able to go home.
But for now she'd enjoy being a Monster Maiden, and it seemed her monster was horny as hell. It brought a whole new meaning to riding her mount.