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Legend spoke of a citadel, hidden among the shadows that seemed to divide reality from illusions, where an ancient queen awaits. A dragon no doubt, one capable of levelling all dragonic defences and doing so with elegance and beauty. She bore no mate, but her wrath had inspired numerous of followers. Because of her destruction, the great mages of old had to seal her away in that citadel, bounding her to her own castle as she was unable to leave. In fact, she had lost much of her powers. But her religion lived, the goddess of destruction that would one day return and take the world back to what it was. A haven for dragons, and for dragons only. The cult consisted of followers who would search the ends of the world, looking for worthy sacrifices willing to please the queen. In fact, they were also willing to sacrifice themselves if it meant to serve their queen in any way possible. Thus, such ritual was banned across the world, punishable by death if anyone was discovered worshipping Eros.

Of course, if the world still had troubles against this religion, it meant there was bounty to collect. A few gold pieces for every servant of Eros turned in, dead or alive, but Perrodite's eyes were set on a much grander prize. Eros herself. There was little information on how powerful she was currently, but in her sealed state, she should be of no trouble to a hunter who killed many huge monsters in her past. Clad in light but strong armour, Perrodite set camp beside the lake. To the north was a small cliff overwatching the citadel, and there she crouched, observing for any activity below. Perrodite also had a vendetta against Eros. Because of her, she destroyed most of the Earthclaws. She recalled the time, her just a young reptilian, forced to hide in a cabinet as she watched Eros, in flesh and blood, knocking out her parents and swallowing them alive. Help arrived far too late as she had already feasted on over half of the tribe of reptilians.

Eros' territory was vast, extending outwards to the neighbouring villages that came and went. Those who exhausted their use, turned from Eros or failed to provide any offerings were attacked and destroyed by her minions. They took captives, their fates depending on if they would repent and pray to Eros or not. If they stubbornly refused, they would be executed. If they repented, they would be taken inside the citadel and were never seen since. Perrodite had wandered the villages that stood. Many statues were erected of Eros, and all the inhabitants practically praised and ensured there was food before it. Naturally, Perrodite could just make a report on this village and pass it to appropriate figures and claim her reward. It was what other hunters did. But Perrodite was ambitious. There was no reason for her to waste her bolts on the villagers. They were all brainwashed, wandering the streets with such empty expressions as if they were bred only to produce more servants for the dragons. She stayed at a tavern in one of the villages, asking questions about their queen, but all she heard were utter nonsense about how she would one day break free and take her rightful place. If they would not tell her, then she would just have to check it herself.

Recently there were rumours coming from the citadel that the queen was acting very aggressive as of late, casting aside her servants when they could not satiate her boredom. Those who failed to please the mistress were either devoured or subjected to another punishment. To Perrodite, this meant today was when she was least protected. However, the citadel's defence was still very impressive that she could not afford to keep her guard down. Not only were there human servants bound in chains, but there were reptilian guards. Purple and black dragons also patrolled the castle, and there were even large lizard creatures that looked like wingless dragons. Perrodite had never seen them before, but would not mind trying to capture one to tame and use for a mount. It seemed to be their purpose anyways, at least for the reptilians as they stood on either side of the human line walking into the citadel. Even those that were not mounted were rather aggressive, clawing at the humans but were chained back.

"The convoy is coming," said a reptilian male named Argis. A green male wearing cheap leather armour and bearing a broadsword to his waist. He led a party of four other reptilian soldiers, all who had the same goal in mind as Perrodite. But they made a deal to give her 70% of the reward in return of her infamous assistance. Perrodite did not wish to work as a team, and she absolutely despised having to share her spoils. But with how heavily the citadel was protected, she may not have a choice. But who knows? Maybe none of them would live to claim the reward in the end.

"Is the trap set?" Perrodite asked, to which Argis nodded. "Good. Let's move." She picked up her pole weapon and jogged past the dense bushes, their footsteps muffled by the rustling grass and leaves as they marked their presence. There was only one road in and out of the citadel, and that was where Perrodite was headed. She knelt under the bush, watching through the shrubbery as a large cart was moving towards the castle. There were six reptilians, the cart holding four human captives. To Perrodite's luck, two of the reptilians mounted on the large lizards each, plus one having to pull the cart. What disturbed her was one of them was seemingly more bloated than the other and was slightly struggling to keep up with the rest.

"Do it," Perrodite ordered.

Argis uttered a gentle cry, one similar to that of a singing bird. Not far from here, another bird responded. Then there was a snap of a rope. One of the bordering trees groaned, leaning too far towards the road that it fell, right before the cart. The large lizard that pulled the cart hissed, trying to step back, but was too late and Perrodite watched as the tree crushed the animal beneath.

"Damn it!" Perrodite hissed, stepping out, her pole arm at the ready as Argis howled a loud battle cry, persuading his party to leap from the trees and down upon the convoy. She targeted one of the lizard-mounting reptilians, wielding the same polearm as her, and the two connected weapons by the staff. However, Perrodite had the upperhand, manoeuvring her weapon around and under his before flicking it off to the side. She withdrew and thrusted, sending the blade deep into the chest. Blood poured and dripped from the blade as he took harsh and hollow breaths, dropping his weapon before slumping off. Perrodite immediately jumped onto the mount, using the corpse as a foothold as she positioned herself over the saddle before grabbing the harness. This lizard gave sharp snarls, thrashing around for a few seconds, before it quickly accepted Perrodite as its new rider. And she caught quite a beauty. This lizard was blue, with dark blue stripes along its back. Its snout and body incredibly sleek, designed for speed. By the time she tamed it, Argis and his party had already cleaned up the rest of the soldiers and killed the bloated lizard.

"Perentie," Argis said, patting Perrodite's mount on the head. "They are Eros'. I would not touch it if I were you."

Perrodite just snorted, trying the harnesses to see how the perentie reacts. It was very much the same way as horses, which she had never rode on for a long time. Her skills with a mount was rusty, with the only sure memory she had of it was the pain after riding it for a very long time.

As Argis freed the prisoners, letting them run off down the road, one of his soldiers beckoned him to take a look at the bloated lizard. Perrodite signalled her perentie to move forward as she went to investigate, and the sight made her stiffen. That perentie was dead, but it was no longer bloated. Behind it, in a puddle of soothing fluids, was a small mass. The perentie was pregnant, leaving behind a large smooth egg.

"What do we do with it sir?" the soldier asked.

Argis chuckled, giving a smug look towards Perrodite. Without warning, he turned to the egg, dagger far drawn and he drilled it into the shell, splitting it with ease and spilling the yolk everywhere.

Perrodite's eyes widened, and she brought her hand to her maw as she almost gasped. Her perentie, witnessing the slaughter, reared and stepped back. She could not take her sight off the shattered egg, the very life of the unhatched pooling on the feet of Argis as he smiled at his handiwork. Words were caught in her throat as she wanted to say something.

"This is still Eros' creation. No matter how you took care of it, it will come back to her and kill on her command. If I were you, I would eliminate that perentie as well."

"Wait." Her response was mostly instinctive, doing what she could to save her mount from such a fate. The mission. They needed to sneak into the citadel. "I will get rid of it once we are inside," she said in a resigned but restrained voice. "Get into their armour. And set the second trap on the cart."

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Perrodite remained in her own armour, believing it looked the same as the ones the citadel soldiers were wearing. She had to get off her perentie so it could carry the cart. Perrodite inspected her perentie carefully and noted it was a female as well, although it was rather disturbing how attached she was to her, as the perentie would thrum and lick her whenever it was in range to do so. She really was growing attached to Perrodite despite only knowing one another for a few moments. But Perrodite had to admit that she would not mind stealing this mount as her own. At least she would have company during her exile.

A complicated contraption, rigged with explosives, were placed in the cart and covered in a large cloth before Argis was on the move. There was only one narrow bridge connecting the citadel to the forest. It was a steep drop below into the foggy ravine, with spikes waiting below for those who were not careful. The bridge did not have any railings, and it was long due for maintenance as the edges were crumbling off. Perrodite had to lean towards the cart. Occasionally, harsh wind would try and push them off and at one point she nearly lost balance. Her perentie suddenly stopped, and turned to give her a wet lick across her neck. When Perrodite turned towards her, she saw the lizard lying on the ground, beckoning her snout towards the saddle. Perrodite jumped on without any complaints. Everyone needed to get across as soon as possible.

"Halt!"

One of the gatekeepers at the end of the bridge stepped forward when the cart made it.

"What do you have under the drapes?"

"Food for the goddess," Argis said, stepping up to meet him. "Fresh meet from the villages all in one cart. Surely a lucky day that may quench her rage?" He then led the soldier to the back of the cart and pulled up a part of it. Inside, the explosives were covered in an assortment of meat that were actually newly hunted yesterday and today. If the sight of it was not convincing enough, at least the stench of raw meat would satisfy them enough.

As they waited for clearance, Perrodite looked around the citadel. There were reptiles positioned on the battlements, armed with crossbows. They were not the only ones present, as shadows would whip past them. The dragons were eyeing them like hawks to group of snakes. Perrodite huffed a breath, a curl of mist permeating from her maw as she calmed her heart. There was too many of them. Their escape was primarily hoping that once they killed Eros, they would free the reptilians of her control. But they may be trapped so deep into her spell that it was too late. If that happened, Perrodite had an alternative route to escape.

"Alright, you are free to go," the guard said, moving aside.

Before them, across the corridor, was a grand courtyard, holding many human servants as they got to work in cleaning the area, watched over by both reptilians and perentie. Many eyes stared at Argis and Perrodite's direction, looks of confusion creasing their face. Perhaps it was the fact that Perrodite was riding a perentie that proved them they were one of theirs.

"Freeze!" A voice bellowed from behind. It was one of the gatekeepers, running towards them, hand to his sword. "Eros is not expecting any food offerings at this time."

Perrodite blinked. There was a strict routine for food offerings? That question made her heart raise as the courtyard grew deathly silent.

"And if I recalled, a convoy was sent to collect human sacrifices."

"Really?" Argis said, trying to sound calm but it was obvious through his slight trembling that he was just as nervous as Perrodite was. "But... I am sure the goddess would appreciate extra food offerings instead."

The gatekeepers looked at one another, not pleased with the response. "The queen shall decide your fate. Follow us." One of them grabbed Argis by the arm, who pulled away. Immediately the gatekeepers drew their blade, their orders loud and incomprehensible as more soldiers gathered and surrounded them. Argis and his party brandished their weapons and looked around, while Perrodite remained on her perentie, squeezing the harness.

"What is this? You dare defy the will of the queen?"

Argis, using his hands, made a series of signs for his men. Perrodite understood their intention was to detonate the trap now, but they needed their distance.

"Humans? Of course there are humans in there!" Argis continued, making light chuckles. "We bound them nice and tight inside. Here. Check for yourself." He would gesture to the cart, stepping away from it, including his men. Perrodite, using her dagger and while everyone was facing the cart, cut the ropes that held her mount to the cart before quietly stepping away. The plan was to sacrifice the perentie as collateral, to which Perrodite reluctantly agreed. But now that she was able to mount the beast, she could save her.

The moment the gatekeeper pulled the drapes off, a snap and hiss was heard from the pile of meat. Perrodite immediately whipped the harness, prompting the perentie to screech and dart away. She was still too close and, as the explosion went off, the shockwave pushed her and the perentie to their sides. Perrodite rolled over the ground, feeling the rush of heat from the explosion when she stopped on her back. There were flames everywhere when she turned to the cart, her vision blurry. When she realised her ears were ringing, her head flared, and she pressed both hands to her ears. It did not help the ringing, and she writhed in pain, waiting for it to stop.

A pair of hands gripped her shoulder, and Argis stood on top of her, shaking her and yelling something she could not hear. His voice slowly came to her as he repeated his cries, but sound as if echoing from afar, drowned in the screams of reptilians with a face full of blood and the captive humans trying to find some place to hide.

"We...av...o...mo..!"

Perrodite, using all her strength, rolled onto her fours and, aided by Argis as he pulled her up by the arm, was on her feet. She stumbled, but he caught her and wrapped her arm over the back of his neck as he carried her off into a nearby building. From there, Perrodite drifted into darkness momentarily, tired, in need of rest. She felt light. But the fear of death forced her to pull her eyes open to the blurring world before her. They were still moving. Somewhere dim, lit by a few sources of light. Then her vision faded again.

Her recovery was a bit longer, but she regained consciousness at the time Argis settled her down somewhere, leaning against a wall. She looked up to the pair of yellow spots on his silhouette, which she predicted to be the eyes. Those spots shrunk, becoming clearer to her, and suddenly her head whirled and tingled as she was back to reality.

"Rest here," Argis said.

Perrodite shook her head. There was no pain. She pressed her limbs and waist, but felt no wounds. "I am fine," she hissed, her voice echoing across the room. "Where are we?"

"I am not sure. A tunnel complex I think, long abandoned."

She looked around and could only see the grime and rotting cobblestone beneath her as it was lit by a torch.

"Where are the others?"

"Dead," Argis said, the strength in his voice fading abruptly as he said it. "If not captured."

Perrodite clenched her fangs, her cursing muffled into a sharp hiss. Her polearm weapon was missing, but she still had her short blades and crossbow. But if they were down to just the two of them before they even set their eyes on Eros, the mission may as well be a failure and they should consider plans to escape this place. They could ride the perentie out of here.

"The perentie," Perrodite said. "Where is she?"

"Left behind," Argis said, getting up to walk around. "You are still attached to that monster?"

Perrodite looked away. She hated it. She hated Argis because he was right about the perentie. All literature mentioned how they were created by Eros and would serve nothing else but her purposes. It was for this reason that no one was able to tame one outside of her territory, let alone ride it. But something about her perentie was... different. Like it had a newfound purpose beyond serving the goddess.

"We may be on our own, but the mission still stands."

"What? Have you gone mad? We cannot..." her words trailed off when Argis beckoned her towards his direction. He was staring past a barred window. Curious, she took a look, and had her breath taken away at the sight.

The grand chamber. Many columns along the walls supported the colossal room, lit up by torches hanging from them and two rows of them standing on the floor towards a raised dias. There was a strange circular symbol on it that stretched almost across the room, and above it was a cloud of black mist. Standing on either side were a pair of perentie. Many guards stood around the room, but beyond the mist, anyone could hear the low snarls of what was perhaps Eros herself.

"Bring them in," her voice boomed, rippling even to Perrodite's heart and stopping it for a second. The doors, out of their sight, swung open, groaning, followed by clattering feet and dancing chains. Argis almost gasped once he was able to lay eyes on who was brought forward. Two of his soldiers. The rest were probably dead. "So you are the new arrival." The mist thrummed, as if taking delight in meeting new guests from across the world. "Though you are far from being the only ones. Tell me, where are the others?"

"Why should we tell you?" One of the soldiers said. "You are nothing but a... but a..." his voice went quiet and relaxed. Perrodite leaned a little closer to the bars and saw that the soldier was shaking his head from something. The other soldier as well, though he was looking around with great confusion. As if he did not know where he was.

Eros chuckled. "But what?"

"A...a... beau...you mur... beauty. My... queen."

Perrodite frowned, looking at Argis, but even he had no idea as to what was happening. How did the soldier went from resentment against Eros to praising her as beautiful? The spell. It must have been her ability to manipulate others. It was as the world feared. Eros was growing too powerful.

"I accept such kindness. Now. Are there more hiding in here?"

"Yes my queen," the soldier's voice changed. Instead of one of anger and full of emotion, it was completely devoid of such. He spoke in a complete monotone. "Aside from the two who died in the blast, two others are in hiding."

"And where are they?"

Perrodite held her breath. The chambers was silent once, as the soldier struggled to formulate a response. At least Eros could not read their minds, or at least use some convoluted magic to find where they were using the soldiers as mediums.

After receiving no response, the queen gave a disappointed sigh. "You are of no further use."

"W-Wait!" The soldier said. "I... I want to serve you. I want to please you. My life would be but none without you as my queen. If you will still want me dead, then... please... let me become the energy that sustains you. I am more than eager to be your morsel."

To that, Eros gave another chuckle. A longer one. "I am getting bored of the same sacrifices from the villages. A treat from beyond is more than welcome within me. Come, my beloved servant. Let your final hour be in happiness, for you have succeeded your purpose."

The guards unlocked the chains and escorted the two towards the mist. Perrodite watched carefully as the guards stopped, pushing the two soldiers right into the mist. With a low whirl, the cloud swirled, and then the two disappeared. A portal it seemed, to the sealed dimension.

"We will strike when the guards vacate the area. If they don't, we will cut our way through," Argis said.

Perrodite nodded. For now, all they could do was watch the chambers. Behind the mist were gentle thrums of Eros that did not last very long. They were eaten. And not just that, they were manipulated into becoming her servant. But something happened to the soldiers before all this that lead to the sudden change in behaviour. Unseen. But powerful. Perrodite trembled at the thought.

As luck would have it, nightfall descended and the guards have left the chamber defenceless. It was odd to Perrodite. They knew there were two others in here and they were searching for them. So why leave Eros defenceless? Argis did not think this over and took the opportunity to climb down the set of stairs to reach the chambers. "It is now or never!" Argis argued quietly, his movements not slowing. Having little choice because she did not want to be alone here, Perrodite followed him.

They hid behind a stack of boxes, sneaking past patrols before they got to the main doors. Perrodite took a deep breath as the two pushed it open. Sure enough, there was the same mist at the dias before them. It was much larger than what Perrodite saw before.

"This is it," Argis whispered, closing the doors quietly. He drew his sword, and Perrodite her crossbow as they quietly stepped forward towards the mist.

"Now, now, my pets."

Perrodite's eyes shot wide as Eros' voice echoed inside her mind.

"Is this how you treat your host?"

The doors swung open and dozens of reptilian guards marched into the chamber, surrounding them and pointing their polearms at the two. It was an ambush. Perrodite knew it was a trap, and now her fate was perhaps sealed. She would rather die than to be eaten. Then, her snout caught on a very soothing fragrance. Mild, but strong enough to make her mind flare. Perrodite shook her head. It was the spell. It was affecting her. She bit the bottom of her maw, trying to escape. Perrodite needed to escape from something. But it slipped from her grip. What was she trying to run from? The scent was relaxing. She should be liking it. Eros gave her this wonderful gift. Should she not-

Eros. That dragon. She killed her parents! Growling, Perrodite broke free of this hypnosis, and in a glance, saw that the guards were within centimetres from her.

"Get away!" She snarled, drawing one of her short blades and slashing at the guard's shoulder. The blade was poisoned to paralyse the affected area, and she swung it around, forcing the guards back. Perrodite, fighting her racing heart, pulled her crossbow from the straps and fired. Volleys of bolts soared across the chambers and pierced into the guards. One by one, they toppled, and if one got too close, Perrodite would quickly reposition. If she were to die here, she would die with honour.

Perrodite whipped around when she felt the breath against her neck, and stared into Argis' eyes. She hesitated. A big mistake before he knocked the crossbow off her grip and punched her jaw. Perrodite fell to the ground, toppling and rolling over the bodies of those she slain, until she came to an abrupt stop. Hands wrapped over her arms, restraining her as they dragged her back up. One guard stepped forward and took away her short swords. She was now fully unarmed before the ones holding her in place forced her to turn towards the mist. Their grips were tight, stretching her arm to the point they could not move, her scales jabbed by her armour.

"You must be the remaining two," Eros said. Perrodite could feel the mist invading her mind again, but she was steadfast on the thoughts that it was Eros that annihilated Perrodite's tribe and her parents. That memory was what drove her to what she became now. It would not be discarded so easily by a spineless trick. "What are your purposes here?"

"T-To..." Argis grunted, putting his hand to his head. "Serve."

"To kill you!" Perrodite bellowed.

This made the entire chamber descend into utter silence as the guards stared at one another. Eros herself was also quiet, and Perrodite could feel the spell waning. Not that it could manipulate her anyways.

"Do you know who I am? A child of the Earthclaws. You remember them? The tribe you took advantage of and feasted!"

"An Earthclaw?" Eros spoke, but her voice was not what Perrodite expected. She wanted Eros to lose her playful attitude. To be surprised that an Earthclaw lived, or at least be serious that her spell did little against her. But Eros was still calm, and spoke in the same manner--as if toying those she spoke to. "I really do miss your kind. You all have that unique flavour that I adore."

"And I will never serve you! I would rather jump myself down the ravine than in your stomach."

"Oh? Do you not want to be with your loved ones, and embrace the last pleasures they had as they served to the end?"

"Never!" Perrodite shook her head. She tried to break her arms free but to no avail. "Never, never!"

"Then your punishment shall be nothing more than to live, but endure the thousand tortures we have for those like y-"

A sudden roar and clattering from behind the doors, and all eyes gazed to see the new arrival. A large shadow jumped over a pile of guards that had fallen over, orders screamed to restrain it. The beast leapt into the chambers, still nothing but a shadowy blur. Next moment, the guards around Perrodite howled, their grips softened as they dropped all around her. The beast slowed down and revealed itself to be the perentie that Perrodite mounted.

At first, Perrodite was shocked, but then she was glad to see her alive and well. And protecting her? Perhaps the tales of the perentie were wrong after all.

"You... you tamed my perentie?" Eros asked, her voice finally one which Perrodite wanted to hear.

Perrodite strode to go and pick up her crossbow, when suddenly she felt a nip, followed by a snap as the perentie undid a piece of Perrodite's armour. She turned to her, only to have another piece stripped off. "W-What? What are y-? Stop!" This perentie quickly made work of her armour, being able to strip her down to her robe. As if to reassure her, the perentie then licked Perrodite, thrumming.

"So you have finally come," Eros said. The mist started to shift over one another, condensing and taking shape, revealing herself. Perrodite, for a brief moment, was overwhelmed by the beauty. Her scales of obsidian black, glistening and rippling gently as they slide against each other. Perrodite could sense the sheer mass of her muscles, built for strength, and yet, somehow compacted and streamlined for her speed and elegance. It would have been able to make any dragon fall instantly for her. She was a grand queen after all. Throughout her body however, were strange purple symbols, for some incantation. A result of magic that sealed her in this citadel, but it only added to the beauty and enigma.

Perrodite did not know how much she was blushing until she shook her head. "I have come to take your life, Eros!"

Eros closed her glowing purple eyes, giving another light chuckle. "Have you now?" The symbols on both her hind legs started to glow. Instantly, something emerged beneath Perrodite and snared her, immobilising her. Four powerful and slim talons wrapped over her body from the front, and another four from the back as she felt the perentie finally tearing off her robe, exposing her completely naked body. These were the talons of Eros' hindclaws, and they pulled her down.

Unable to fight against it, Perrodite obeyed and sat on the heels, but not before the talons would outstretch again and drape over her head and shoulders. The scent of the claws was intoxicating. Like a strange mix of pheromones with the stench of feet. Gagged by the mighty claws, Perrodite tried to struggle against it but to no avail.

"I have plans for you, Earthclaw," Eros said, marching forward. "But first, to deal with the spare." She turned to Argis. "You did well coming this far with your friend here, and I sense that you must be the leader who managed find the chambers. I welcome you within our ranks, my servant."

"The pleasure is all mine, my queen," Argis said. Perrodite's perentie then started to circle the small reptilian, looking down at him.

Then she did the unthinkable. The perentie wrapped her tail around Argis before resting on her back, her legs splayed apart to reveal a small but beautiful split within her cream coloured scales, the interior completely pink and soft, pulsing and dripping with her fluids. She lifted Argis and planted him, feet first inside her. This earned a deep croon from the perentie as she arched her head back, slowly pushing him a little deeper inside her. Perrodite stiffened at the sight. What was her mount doing? And in front of everyone as well. But it did earn a small blush from her as she watched Argis already in knee deep. The perentie gasped, her juices pouring out in generous amounts that started to drip to the floor, lubricating the reptilian.

Argis, on the other hand, did not seem to know what was going on. He was still staring into the purple eyes of Eros, mouth opened halfway and oblivious. Without any resistance, the perentie had pulled him down to crotch, and that was when she would release her tail and let her own strength take care of the rest.

Perrodite wanted to ask what this was but Eros' claws still held her maw shut.

As if she read her mind, Eros explained, "the perentie are a special breed of reptiles that I create. They are only female, and they can never breed. This is how they produce their young. Changing them. Their breed, their gender, and their purpose."

Perrodite's mind flashed back to th time she saw a bloated perentie on the road. Was the egg used to be another person?

"But they do not just choose anyone. They only take the best."

The perentie howled again, her vent rippling and contracting against Argis' chest as her fluids squirted out and all over his body. Still he was unfazed by it all as the perentie held his arms to his body before sinking him further in. She would take series of breaths until they were calm before, with a deep croon, contract her walls, pulling him even further within her and repeating the process.

"And I am next?" Perrodite said.

"Oh no," Eros hummed. "You have a fate far greater than becoming a perentie."

The perentie snarled in the air when her vent contracted abruptly, having taken in the shoulders and leaving the head behind. Lying on the ground, she uttered a series of incomprehensible growls before, with one final contraction, completely sunk his whole body inside her as her slit immediately closed around him. This made her roar again, her muscles rippling more profusely that Perrodite could see it. More of her juices dirtied the chambers floor before the mass within her shifted around, going in deeper and deeper, until it finally stopped moving. The perentie rested on the ground, still dazed in her bliss. Perrodite almost cringed when she saw how bloated her belly was.

Now Perrodite was alone in here.

"Come to me," Eros said with a croon. She lifted one of her glowing hindclaws and, after stretching it towards Perrodite, curled her long talons back in place in a seductive manner.

In the same time, the claws that trapped her sunk back into the floor, brushing their soles against her figure. She could barely move her own arms. Like her mind was apart, they reached up and started to undo the bindings that held her armour. This was wrong, but she was extremely calm. Like it was a desire that she had deep down. To serve this queen. She smelled wonderful. After taking off the last piece of her clothing, the bitter cold of the citadel biting against her scales, she marched toward her queen.

After having stripped away her armour, Eros thrummed, resting against her obsidian side as her scales gleamed. She flexibly moved one of her hind legs to her crotch. There, she seemingly pulled against her skin. And there, Perrodite saw it. The plates of her purple belly rippled, and there revealed a black split, seemingly held close by numerous of tendrils within as if it were a huge wound. The tendrils receded, revealing her beautiful vent. At that same instant, a strong scent emitted from it, overwhelming of lily fragrance that drew Perrodite close. It was passionate, rich without being sickly.

With every step, the vent blew its scent stronger. It was getting hard for Perrodite to focus, to break free and realise what she was doing. Eros' pheromones permeated into Perrodite's mind, provoking her, making her blush. She felt something nudge at her back, snapping her back to her senses, if only for a brief second, to realise she had moved her other hind claw to push her closer towards her sex. The dark flesh within her looked very soft, silken, velvety and wet. Her pheromones were even stronger at this point, breaking whatever mental defense Perrodite had. Without thinking, her hand reached to stroke along her folds, causing it to pull back a little as Eros thrummed. Perrodite was immediately enticed, sinking her hands deeper and being more firm and committed to her caress. Inside, she felt the soft tendrils brushing over her hands, gently twisting and stroking along her arm and coating it in a thick layer of slime, as if luring her to go deeper.

A sudden roar bellowed, and Perrodite snapped to her senses. She was pleasuring a dragon. One who wiped out her entire tribe! Realising this, she withdrew her arm with a wet shlurp, tugging against the coils until she wriggled and slipped out. Immediately the scent overwhelmed her, and her head spun a little. She turned to run, but immediately met the soles of Eros' claw as it trapped her within the thick clouds of her scent.

Perrodite tried to cup her snout in her hands, only to realise too late Eros' juices from her depths had already tainted it and wiped onto her face, delivering her pheromones at an even greater potency. She tried to regain her thoughts. She needed to kill Eros. But she was struggling to grasp why. Perrodite was happy here. She wanted nothing more than to please this beautiful queen. Was it not an honour itself that she single-handedly pick her for this deed?

With another croon, Eros flexed her claw and pressed Perrodite against her vent. Tendrils emerged from within, soaked in her more potent juices after Perrodite's work, and they quickly intertwined and coiled over her arms and legs, their grip slightly stronger as their coils increase over her. One of them found its way to her personal areas, poking and stroking at her vent and pucker before, using the fluids as lubricant, slid deep into her. Perrodite uttered a sharp moan, the grip of pheromones loosening a bit, but another tendril whipped to her open maw and penetrated into her mouth.

Its taste. The sweet nectar made her weak to her knees and she lost all thought of resisting.

"You are mine now, Earthclaw," Eros said with a croon. "You belong in between my legs."

The tendrils slowly encroached all over her body, pulling her closer into the vent. Perrodite was wide awake from all this, feeling the tendril inside her twisting and writhing about, caressing her at the right places that broke her concentration and making her arch her body. With every passing second, the tendrils pulled her harder, the scent becoming too strong for her to resist. Blushing, she leaned forward, trying to scavenge whatever fresh air she could. Soon, her legs disappeared inside Eros, followed by her arms, and the tendrils rubbed and caressed her abdomen and neck, ensuring her scales were never dry of her fluids. Perrodite pulled her limbs with all her strength, but she could not break herself free. Instead, more tendrils seized her limbs like tentacles and slipped her back inside. She managed to spit out the tendril in her mouth and hissed. "No! I am not... your plaything!" The walls squeezed and rippled against them, squirting juices along her shoulders and thighs as more tendrils emerged and covered almost half of her abdomen, drawing her even closer. "Please... someone...help..." she begged.

Eros gave another bellow, and Perrodite felt her innards flaring. Her eyes widened, the tendrils flailing more intensively over her, the tips squirting her fluids all over in a wondrous shower. Perrodite, her womb filled, quivered as Eros' fluids flowed out of Perrodite's entrance. She felt so weak. But in the same time, relaxed. She gave another lustful moan as the tendrils wrapped all over her entire body, covering her in the black mass of pheromones before pulling more of her body into Eros, earning another moan from the great queen. "Oh? I thought you enjoy this treatment." By now, Perrodite was all but a head sticking out of Eros, the first and perhaps only victim the queen would claim with her sex. Eros brought both her hindclaws closer, pressing against Perrodite and rubbing its scent over her.

"You better hurry," Eros said, moving her tendrils to rub caress all over Perrodite's trapped body. "Before the seal pulls you with me into... our prison." Wet sounds echoed from within, and filled Perrodite's snout with its powerful scent, enthralling her to lull her tongue out for her mistress. Their caress was warm, soft and wet. She never felt anything so... welcoming. Yes, she was happy here. To serve her queen, and become her heir. Perrodite reached her peak. It was more intense than she had ever felt, making her scream as her body rocked and jerked against the hold of the many tendrils. The feeling was sent up to the queen herself and, with a tremendous roar, her walls spasmed against the reptilian, and the tendrils squirt more of her fluids all over Perrodite and around the vent. The fluids lubricated the entrance, and Perrodite slowly slipped further into Eros, the tendrils adjusting their grip and wrapping over her eyes and snout now, her cries muffled as she was drowned in darkness.

"Yesssss," Eros hissed. "My womb lusts for you."

Perrodite's orgasm woke her again, and she screamed against the gag, the vibration of her cries only stimulated the tendril to squirt down her throat. The tendril over her eyes shifted, allowing one of her eyes to see what was going on. Around her vision, she saw the soft, pulsating black walls and she was facing at the entrance. Perrodite squirmed again, but stopped quickly when Eros gave another sharp, blissful gasp. Eros' entrance would have closed up over Perrodite by now, but what was prying it open was her one claw. Using her remarkable flexibility, Eros' snout came to view before Perrodite, and she stared back into the glowing purple eyes of the corruption queen.

With a smirk, the tendrils recovered and began to stroke and slurp over Perrodite's body again, the scent ever increasing in strength as it was to brainwash her once more. Perrodite bucked forward, the tendrils giving way a bit as she fought against the plump walls of Eros' vent. She shook her head, the walls accommodating her movement, as she looked desperately into Eros' eyes. "M...Mer...Mercy..."

Eros paid no heed to her begging and, throwing her head back, reached her orgasm once more. In the same time, she released her hind claw's grip and her folds clenched shut, rippling and puckering from the more rigorous motion of the tendrils as they accommodate their victim. What remained of Perrodite from the outside was her muffled screams, but none would know if it were her crying for help or from the eternal bliss that awaited her. Eros climaxed once more, the juices washing over her prey and splashing against her maw. She lapped up the warm and sweet fluids, then gave her vent a deep and loving lick.

Perrodite kicked and thrashed about in complete darkness. The walls getting warmer and warmer, and much more damp and slippery as she descended further. Tentacles wrapped and brushed all over her body in a frenzy, caressing her while passing her even deeper into the dragon. The queen's pheromones grew even stronger, and around the half way point, Perrodite's cries turned into gasps as the scent grasped hold of her mind. It was a long journey down, the tentacles moving her faster and faster, and with every second Perrodite was losing hope of ever climbing out and escaping. After what felt like many minutes have passed, Perrodite encountered a sudden narrowing of the vent. It slowed her down a bit, but she could not resist it any further. The scent becoming far too overwhelming, and she already knew what was to happen.

Eros gave one loud growl as her cervix opened up. Behind it, the scent was at its strongest, and awaiting Perrodite was many more tendrils, extremely warm and stimulating to the touch. They slowly wrapped over her legs, pulling them in first. The tendril within her vent finally left, but was quickly replaced with one of the tendrils of the womb, effectively snapping her back to her senses once more, but only very briefly. By this time, the womb tendrils have already grasped hold of her entire body. "Welcome home, my daughter." With a mighty pull, Eros dragged Perrodite to her final destination and eternal prison. The cervix quickly closed up behind the Reptilian.

The queen's womb then stirred. Another tendril poked at Perrodite's pucker and quickly penetrated her there. This forced Perrodite to scream once more, her cries only barely heard by Eros herself. The rippling walls contracted, and Perrodite arched her back, screaming in bliss as both tendrils that penetrated her slipped even deeper and deeper inside. She grabbed the one going into her vent, the slimy mass slipping past her grip. Perrodite continued to howl as it moved even deeper inside. Her mind was no longer about trying to escape, but getting this thing out of her. Until it finally slipped past her cervix and into her womb, ejaculating the potent juices directly into her.

"You are now marked by my womb, my child."

Before Perrodite could respond, the walls seemed to have lost its integrity. They formed into more tendrils and immediately whipped and snared every part of her body, pulling her arms away from the tendrils in her sex as it started to twist and pump against her. Completely restrained, Perrodite tried to fight against the grip, but she could barely move an inch. If she could ever see them as tendrils seemed to appear from every space of it.

"No," Perrodite said weakly, shaking her head as she tried to fight off the pheromones. "I... do not... want to be... your... I...help... some...one..."

The walls slowly closing in to drag more tendrils even closer to her as they coated her in the most powerful of all juices within Eros. This was enough to drive Perrodite wild as she bellowed once more. The wet noises they make as they grinded, pierced and rubbed her. All of that was her world, forced in such forbidden pleasure and bathed in the most intoxicating juices she had ever came across.

Eros' voice echoed inside Perrodite's mind, a chuckle. "No one can stop me, my child. In due time, your new prison will punish you. Torment you. Change you. Succumb."

Perrodite shook her head. She refused to let the queen get into her head. All the while she tugged against the tendrils, but the grip was far too strong at this point. She took sharp gasps, using the rest of her strength to fight off the pheromones, as well as the pleasuring as the tendrils contracted even more and gently folded around her form. Fully restraining her from tail to neck. "Someone... will... save me... they... will... take my revenge... and kill you."

"We shall see," Eros responded, drawing out the words slowly just as her tendrils shifted and moved even faster. And soon Perrodite was tightly cocooned in the slimy appendages, gagged and forced to breathe nothing but what little air she permitted, highly saturated in the scent of the most potent juices all over her.

Perrodite continued to scream in the gag, doing all she could to resist Eros. She wanted to hold out as long as she could, until help would arrive. But what felt like for so long, her strength waning, no one came. In her head, she constantly begged for someone to kill this queen and free Perrodite from this cruel act.

Her purpose... it was to kill Eros. Realising this, just as the scent slowly crawled to permanently take control of her mind, Perrodite heaved her body once more, trying desperately to free herself. Her cries of distress muffled even further as the walls closed in more and more on her, but without crushing her. The walls were forcing her into a foetal position. As they did so, Perrodite's desperate screams grew in pitch, but growing progressively weaker. Until eventually, she gave her last cry. And beyond that, no one could ever hear her again.

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Outside, Eros relaxed, marvelled at her cursed sex as the tendrils intertwined with one another, pulling it to a complete close and sealing the reptilian in her new prison. Her scent becoming mild as its source have closed off. The squirming reptilian inside her struck her sensitive regions, and she craned her head with another roar. Tensing and rocking her haunches, her juices seeped through the tendrils and dribbled over her tail and formed a puddle below her. Her body shuddered in arousal as she thought just how well she bathed the reptilian in her fluids from that orgasm. It will serve as her sustenance. With a deep sigh, the thicker tendrils emerged and formed the final seal over her vent, locking her fluids inside her when she peak once more. She still felt the desperate tugs from within, and every once in a while, Eros would stir her tendrils to rub her fluids all over her new daughter, feeling the wet squelching from within as she massaged every crevice of her. Every time Perrodite orgasmed, she would regain her senses very briefly, only to be teasingly reminded of how trapped she was and at the mercy of Eros.

The altar behind her glowed, a sphere of silver and purple appearing in the centre. Markings all over Eros glowed, slithering over her body and seemingly extending out and towards the sphere. The great pull of the curse overtook her, but instead of fighting against the bindings for freedom, to remain upon the world she tread on, she voluntarily walked towards it. To her prison. But she would at least have company. "Forever mine," she said softly, just as her snout disappeared into the sphere. Her forelegs and wings disappeared next, continuing the walking motion. She suddenly paused, leaving only her rump still exposed, mockingly giving her soon-to-be daughter a bit of time to try and escape. Eros clenched her womb once again, shivering as the walls closed tightly over the mass once more, before the rest of her body disappeared and the orb sealed her once more.

Every day, almost every hour, Eros would force Perrodite to orgasm over and over again, her desperate tugs transmitting her bliss up to Eros, bathing Perrodite in the exotic juices of the queen. Every one of Eros' orgasms justified her deed, and she started to even feed Perrodite her urine. Another small tendril wriggled into Perrodite's, by now, swollen bladder and began to drain her wastes as supplement to Eros' womb itself, while also squirting the queen's essence, leaving no orifice unclaimed. The prison was constantly filled to the brim with juices and Perrodite's hunger and thirst satiated by nothing else. Every drink, and every squirt inside her, the juices flared her innards and kept her on edge. Unknown to Perrodite, every time she drank Eros' fluids and orgasmed, her body started to change, the tendrils also draining her essence which Eros' juices absorbed while inside Perrodite. Her green scales slowly turning purple and black. Her figure morphing to that of a feral animal, her tail much larger and longer, and she was beginning to develop wings. All the while she was awake for all of this.

Until the day of birth came after a few years.

Eros haunched over a large nest, her vent unsealing and letting some of the dormant fluids escape. She took deep breaths as she pushed. At first, few drops of her juices came out. Then it poured in a steady stream, dirtying the bottom of the nest and filling the room in her wondrous scent. Soon, tendrils would escape her vent, dangling in the air. Eros winced, the mass finally leaving her womb. Her tendrils along the walls slowly and gently carried the mass towards her exit, until a large black bulge was seen. With one more push that forced a grunt out of her, the mass dropped out of her, completely drenched in her fluids as the tendrils retracted from it and back inside Eros.

With a thrum, Eros turned and laid around her nest, licking her child. The hatchling's eyes opened wide, eyes glowing purple. She examined her new body, seeing her hands become claws before her, glistening black. Her mind was broken after years of torture, and morphed by the will of Eros. She never felt so alive. Perrodite stretched her wings a bit and crooned, nuzzling her mother. Oh she loved her so much. And Perrodite would do whatever it takes to ensure her reign never ends, and she would find a way to break the seal.