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Content warning: Dragons, mind control, body transformations.

Plot: Holcene has been targeted by the girl who hosts the spirits of the seven warlords and is slowly remade to be their sex slave and the girl aims to take over the kingdom ruled by the seven familes. Will she succeed or fail?

Story: Holcene paces her chambers, nervously rubbing the same spot on her arm. “It couldn't be them. The story is just a legend.” The bronze-skinned elf shivers at the thought of the Lords returning. How could their magic get out of the vault? All seven families are gathering in the castle to wait out the harsh blizzard in the north. She anxiously plucks away a loose string on her dress, the gold and emerald green compliments her fiery red here and brown eyes. “I have to warn them. If I hurry.” She spins around and gasps, seeing Charlotte in the doorway. The girl smiles, looking around the chambers and touches some of the decorations hoping to provoke Holcene into touching her again.

“So you felt their energy?”

“How!” Holcene demands, her body visibly shaking with rage. “I swear if you’re just some thief who thinks they can fool a daughter of the Eternal Lords...” She freezes when the source of her fear reveals themselves in Charlotte’s shadow, seven pairs of eyes that couldn’t have belonged to anyone else. “Oh, gods. Please, listen I can…”

“Shut up.” She clams up. There’s no way to win against this kind of power. Charlotte walks closer to her and sighs, hanging her arms behind her like a shy little child. “We both know your families have forgotten they exist. Now I possess their power and will soon rule this kingdom in your place.” She smirks, horns begin sprouting from her scalp. Holcene winches as she hears the skin ripping apart.

“That doesn’t hurt?” She looks away, trying to distract herself from what’s about to happen. Her powerlessness in this moment weighs her down, forgetting the impressive array of spells at her command.

“It does.” Charlotte grabs her arm and the noble elf grunts, trying to pull away while her body grows weak and rubbery. “But its nothing compared to the life I lived until now.” She tilts her head, a draconic form emerges from within and the power of her patrons courses through her veins. “Are you okay? You seem a little tired?”

“Don’t give me that.” She yanks her arm away, wobbling around her room while she clothes melt away, hanging off her skin in stringy clumps. “Hey,” she sounds out of it. Like this creature has given her the best wine in all the land. “You foul creature.” Her attempt at a curse fails. Her fingers find her womanhood and begin sliding inside, making her shiver and moan. “Ooh, no. Please, I’m not ready for this.” Charlotte surprises the elf with a cock slapped across her eyes. The musk barrels into her nose and lights her chest on fire, igniting a primal need she’s never felt before. This is it, her body belongs to the true lords now.

“Breathe deeply, let my musk carry you away to a place of sublime comfort and loving numbness. Let your mind rest, surrender all decisions to me.” The flame in her chest roars, growing hotter by the second and has Holcene sweating while she teases her womanhood, drenching her fingers in her warm arousal. Darkness begins to wrap around her, like a soft warm blanket in the coldest winter. Her eyes grow, heavy, all thoughts fade away, and soon the elf falls into a deep trance. Charlotte smirks, inscribing a new life into the elf. A life of her choosing. “Now, I can make you do what I want. Show you what my life was like.”

Holcene finds herself drifting through a dream, led by a unfamiliar voice. Green runes burn into her skin while her breasts swell, her hips widen and her womb burns with a desire no mortal could ever contain. The voice pulls her along and whispers new laws she will need to obey until she comes face to face with the soul of fire himself, Salamander the king of damning flames. He grins and laughs. “Look at this. The girl managed to do it. I dare say we owe her a promise.” It’s then Holcene’s logical mind rips itself from the dream and she sits up in the bed, screaming in horror.

“That whore!” when the words leave her lips, she feels something is off. Then she looks down and her eyes widen at her transformed body. How the hell is she meant to live with her hips that are sure to knock something over and her breasts large enough to envelope a man’s head to smother him. “Fuck…”

“Oh, yes. She made you into a lovely vessel.” She freezes and slowly turns, like a wooden puppet left rotting in a toy chest. Next to the bed, is a red scaled kobold. “Sorry for the scare. We weren’t expecting Charlotte to succeed to bind you to our service.” He reaches out and gently bounce her breast in his hand. “Mmm, yes. A harlot worthy of the new queen.”

“Wait!” she tries to move away but his touch leaves her shivering and moaning. “Why does it feel…” She gasps when he takes a nipple in his mouth, suckling tenderly and drinking her milk. The sensation slowly grows into a need for Holcene. To be used and bred by her Queen and her kobold servants. “Fuck, please. Lord Salamander.” She knew this was him, reborn to keep her bound by this lustful curse.

“Good to know you realize who I am.” She grunts and turns new shades of crimson when she finally notices he is equipped in a sense that screams it’s an intentional choice. He smirks stroking it with his tail while his hands played with her breast meat. “The lady wants you nice and broken by the time she returns from the throne room.

“Oh, of course.” She sits there panting and realizing hoe royally fucked she is. “I do wish she tries to keep a firm grip on my affairs.” Her eyes begin to fog over, letting her soul be made anew.

“You needn’t worry. Her ladyship is good with the books. It seems she’s in possession of some information that can benefit us.”

“Good,” She flips the cover off to the side and spreads her legs to show off her soaked pussy. Her new identity feels so good to her now, letting her mind wander away while she licks and sucks on his cock. Her firmly squeezes the base and buries two knuckles inside her. “So are you here to deflower me?”

“We both know you’re not pure.” He climbs onto her stomach and slides his length between her tits. His twin tails press them together before he begins to move his hips, slowly building up some friction before she learns another fact of the curse. She feels something is making the experience smoothing for her. Seeing his head popping out of her cleavage has her whining with her mouth open.

“So then why not? I know how to please men. Mother made sure I knew.” She kisses his head and squeezes along her tits along with him. “Breed me, Lord of fire. Don’t waste your seed on my chest like a heathen.”

“Do you want me to stop?” Holcene gets sideswiped by the words coming out of her mouth.

“No, I need to shut up and just take a proper dicking.” She blinks and her cheeks turn darker. Salamander couldn’t help but laugh as he slapped her tits, making her flinch and pout. “You tactless bastard. Do you enjoy making me an object?”

“Yes, I do. Are you saying no?” Holcene giggles and shakes her head.

“No, I’m just asking to be treated with care.” She wraps her lips around his head when he pushed forward and keeps him pressed to the underside. He leans back and pushes into her. His body is alight with the passion that has her mind buzzing.

“As expected, the wild fire hasn’t died down yet. Your family is built on the backs of whores.” He sits up and begins ramming into her tits. “You’re going to bare the Queen’s heir, I’m not allowed near your honey box until she’s tasted it herself first. For now, you get to taste my load and embrace your place at our feet.” There’s nothing behind Holcene’s eyes. She moans, pants and suckles on his head when it emerges again and again. The feeling of his cock between her ample tits has her crotch pulsing and wetting the bedsheets with arousal. Deep inside the prison they built within her soul, Holcene watches her body move in such perverse ways. She vows to make sure her new masters at least apply some rules to how they use her. The dream shatters when his thick salty seed fills her mouth. Her eyes widen and her body locks up, taking in as much of it as she can before he pulls away, leaving her flailing like a child in a tantrum. She sits up on the bed, scowling the creature in silent protest. She will not swallow it. “Hold out all you want.” He smirks, cleaning his cock with a towel. “You need to eat eventually. I’m sure the Queen will be open to airing your concerns about this arrangement.”

She deflated back on the bed, defeated by the obvious. They expect this from her now. Might as well be done with it. It’s not getting easier to take letting it sit in her mouth. She gulps it down and the disgust she feels at the pleasure with this act of submission.

“You two can burn for this.”

“How did I fair, my lady?” she gasps, feeling the words pulled out of her lung. Again, she kicks herself for not seeing it coming. They’re taking her voice too.

“I’m thinking of pairing you with my favorite wine.” She growls and glares at Salamander as he grins evilly. “Where is the bitch?”

“She’ll be in the library.” She climbs out of bed and realizes another trail awaits her the moment she stands up. Her clothes altered to allow her breasts freedom, naked and exposed. “Not a problem I imagine. You had the idea of using the lady for a gag.” The sudden truth drops Holcene’s heart like a stone in a lake. Charlotte, she knows the name. She quickly gets dressed. If she’s right, letting everyone see her breasts is far from the worst fate. The hallways is having it’s normal run of traffic. She is in shock at the lack of attention at her chest. Is their notice being repeled? Then she comes across another kobold. It’s sudden appearance around a random corner catches her off guard. Then the sight of his cock has her repeating the same behavior from the bedroom. She lowers herself to him and sucks him off in a place of his choosing. The things she said to him to stroke his ego, calling him lord or sir. Before, she'd strike him over the head for even approaching her.

“Mmm, my lord. Do you know I only service your spear? Our queen has yet to taste my honey box.”

“Oh, Thank you. Now may I offer you some pearls?” She smiles and pushes her breasts together.

“Oh, yes, good sir. A necklace would look lovely on my enchanting breasts.” She couldn’t picture how someone can seem so juvenile. “Gods, that queen better make this worth it.”

“I’d say it is. The staff is paid extra to keep to themselves. They most certainly saw you strutting like a cow to be milked.” She whines and looks away as he begins to cum. Her hand stroking him good and hard to drain every drop. She huffs and begins licking her hand clean. It seems easier to take now.

“Charlotte.” She says worriedly. The fear of what’s to come when they meet again. Flashes of that night plagues her mind while the encounters continue towards the library. She swings the door open in a huff, staring at the copy of her old slender self. “Charlotte Brim, I take it this is revenge for that night.” The copy looks at her and the mask melts away, revealing the dragon underneath. A female recreation of Salamander. He appears behind Holcene with an impressed whistle.

“My word, you truly are perfection, my queen!”

“Calm down, Sal. You’re only praising your reflection.” Charlotte looks over at Holcene who is trying to stay away from Salamander as she can. “You,” Holcene stops and looks at her.

“Yes?”

“Do you confess or should I get creative?” Again, her heart sinks deeper in her soul.

“Fucking hell, is this all you could have asked for?”

“Why not? Your mother used her body to earn her way up. You’re just continuing the family tradition.” When her cock comes swinging out, Holcene’s defiant personality becomes one a wanderlust child. She gasps and grips the dragon’s shaft, cradling her balls with a gentle hand. Yeah, Holcene assures herself of this damnation, it’s time I give up my responsibilities to someone better. At least, I’ll enjoy it. She accepts carelessly a life of blinding admiration. This dragon has plans and she doesn’t need to know them. “So how did the dealings go?”

“Perfectly, your curated lists for the market proved greatly benefiting. You’ve earned the right to bare my heir. This kingdom requires stronger leadership. The pompous attitude's of the elves hare outdated and dull. Together we will rewrite the laws once again.” Holcene nods getting down on her knees and greedily sucking the dragon’s cock.

“Yes, My queen.” She takes her in deeper, gagging on the head. “Use me as your willing toy. I am guilty of being a spoiled bitch.” A whine escapes her lips, her logically is watching all this and can’t bring herself to accept her decision. Though, Charlotte can do much worse. She surrenders and lets her new master work her claws into her. Having a cock in her mouth is growing on her. She smiles and winks at Charlotte enjoying this massive mushroom between her lips.

Hours pass, Holcene lays on the floor getting fucked hard and slow. The dragon’s cock forms a knot, sliding it in and out of the elf’s ruined pussy. She moans and takes every pump into her, the knot stretching her out until it locks into her pump. She screams when Charlotte's seed floods her womb and more of the green marks burn into her skin. “ah, fuck! I surrender! Please, just please be gentle.” Holcene begs and melts into the floor. “Be gentle, and my castle is yours.” She sighs, contently and pushing her hips back against Charlotte.

“Not to worry. Just admit you're guilty and I’ll show you more kindness than you showed me.” She leans down and growls into Holcene’s ear. “Say it.”

“Mmmm, breed me my queen.” With these words, Holcene commits to her enslavement. Slowly falling in love with her new life. Outside the castle, the carriage with Saeya is approaching. Salamander watches it getting closer and licks his lips.

“Undine, your time is here, brother.”

End.

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