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To say that Queen Anaria had suffered in her life was a vast understatement, but there was still someone in the world who thought that she could stand to suffer a little bit more.

The terrible witch, Luda, wasn't done exacting her revenge on the former king. Once a tall, proud man, he'd been reduced to nothing more than a quivering, shaking mess of a lioness, helplessly pleasuring herself with the scepter that she once held during her reign. Her daughters were now a son and daughter, and they couldn't keep from the twisted, incestuous game that they'd begun, under the spell of the witch.

For the day to get any worse seemed an impossible fate for Anaria, but she knew that Luda wasn't the type to show mercy, and even as the last of her limbs faded away and shriveled into nothing, the queen knew that something worse was coming.

"To be a tall, proud dragon wouldn't fit you, my little queen," Luda explained. "You see, I know that watching your own children fucking in the royal court probably seems bad, and perhaps your former husband has learned his lesson, but the lives you could have saved and the people you could have protected by outing him sooner still hang over your head. Certainly, you haven't suffered enough for those."

Queen Anaria couldn't properly argue. Her mouth was stretching out away from her face into a long, square snout, and scales were running up over the course of her body as she became too slim to fit within her own dress anymore. The garment fell down around her new body in pools of thin, silky fabric, and she slithered out of them, emerging as the snake that Luda believed her to be.

"Don't worry. I know that you think the former king deserves a worse fate than the one he's received...and you can help me seal his fate," Luda continued on, picking up the snake by the tail before it could properly slither away. The child within her belly was still present, now in the form of a smaller, bulbous lump near the middle of her elongated torso, and though she couldn't voice it, Anaria was deathly concerned for the child, wondering if it would have survived the transformation.

Not allowing Anaria to focus on her child, Luda carried the serpent over to the trembling mess that was the former king, Faron. Existing now as Farona, she was ashamed, but unable to stop herself from bucking against the head of the scepter that once entitled her to rule of the kingdom.

It was reduced to nothing more than a crude sex toy, and one that she wasn't allowed to play with any longer, as Luda forcefully ripped it from her shaking paws and tossed it to the floor with a terribly loud CLANG."I don't suppose you'd like something a little warmer, Farona? It couldn't have been pleasant having that cold, stiff metal shoved in your slutty little cunt."

For a passage that was virgin only minutes before, it was insulting for Farona to hear her sex regarded in such a way, but she was powerless to do anything about it, short of looking down between her quivering legs and watching as Luda pressed the muzzle of the snake to her pouted folds.

"You two have had a pitiful sex life until now...making love only at the behest of a perverted man, and never for the pleasure of the wife. It's a terrible shame that she won't be able to enjoy this as much as you will, Farona..."

Farona trembled with fresh, forbidden delight as his former wife, now little more than a living sexual aid, was pressed forcefully into her cunt. The protesting wiggles from Anaria's form were only a source of greater pleasure to Farona, who'd lived nothing short of a hedonistic life, and even in this moment that was meant to be torture for her, she found ways to enjoy herself...and it infuriated Luda.

Groaning with her failed attempt, Luda beckoned to the princess, who was still being fucked by her own brother. "Come, little one. Come clean the mess from the very pair that helped to spawn you..."

She didn't know that it would be a worthless effort. Minerva kept such a tight grip on her brother that the male feline was carried with her as she crawled a little closer to her former father, but once again, it was delight, not distress that was evident on Farona's expression as the rough, gritty tongue of the young female brushed across the soft, smooth hood of her clit.

A long, drawn breath escaped from Anaria as she was given just moments to breathe, before her serpentine body was stuffed back into her former husband, just up to the bump of what she hoped was still their child. It would have acted like a knot to keep the snake buried inside of Farona's transformed snatch, but Luda was very careful not to allow the bump to penetrate her, having plans for the child that wouldn't materialize until she was finished torturing the royal family.

It was every bit as frustrating as it was fun for Luda to see just how much everyone was enjoying themselves. Shame had been thrown to the wind, and as the siblings fucked each other with a wild abandon, Farona shook with the waves of a new, building climax within the pit of her womanhood.

Yanking Anaria free from the pits of the lioness, refusing to allow Farona to orgasm so easily, Luda let out a quiet pant of her exhaustion and before Farona could do the same, the snake was stuffed down into her throat. "Lick it clean," Luda ordered, as she narrowed her eyes at the beast. "I won't have this woman give birth in such a state of depravity."

Poor Anaria didn't know how much more she could take of her treatment. She was already queasy from the terrible suffering she'd endured that afternoon, and to see her children going at each other with an inhuman lust nearly did make her sick, but the twisting pain in her stomach was an entirely different source. Glistening with Farona's saliva and squirming around in pain, Luda drew the snake back just in time to rest her flat on her back, and allow her serpentine womanhood to begin pushing out something that was meant to be a proud, powerful baby boy.

It might have been a boy originally, but there was no telling what the creature would be now, as an egg began to spread Anaria's sex to the very limits of what it could stand. It was a surprisingly fast birth, and that might have been the only silver lining for the transformed queen, that day, as her body shook with the mingled exhaustion and relief that came along with such a rapid, and yet, unexpected birth.

"Behold...my new familiar is born!" Luda cheered, as she looked over the egg with wide, eager eyes. "This child no longer belongs to the flesh that gave it life...she shall be mine, and live within my castle..."

It would have been pointless for Farona to protest that Luda didn't have a castle. The witch had defeated every guard she encountered with her powerful magic, and within the royal court, still barred off, there were only small animals and vermin to contest her rule...though they wouldn't last very long.

Finishing the release of literal years of sexual frustration, Melanie pounded hard into her younger sister and leaned over her transformed body, squeezing her full, supple breasts and holding onto them throughout the duration of their shared climax. Incestuous, forbidden cum spilled within Minerva's once virgin sex and pumped into her womb, one that was ripe for the production of an inbred child. She squealed with delight as her long, flexible tail wrapped around her brother's back, but in her cruelty, Luda wouldn't allow the pair to sit in their twisted bliss.

"My palace is riddled with unworthy pests," she pointed out, as none of the nobility who were transformed before ever had a chance to leave. "My pets...go, and rid this place of the disgusting lot! I shan't take over as queen of the land with such a terribly cluttered royal court!"

Though they wished for nothing more than the chance to hump away at each other, the siblings were still under the control of the witch's spell, and had no choice but to obey. The pair of felines stood up and roared to the ceilings, before running down the stairs of the lifted thrones and literally hunting down the former nobility of the royal family, removing them from the court one by one.

It was a terrible sight for Anaria to take, but her body couldn't properly move on the steps, leaving her to watch one last punishment for the former king.

"You didn't deserve this much mercy out of me, Farona. The fact that I've gotten back one of my children doesn't replace the other, and truth be told, I only wish that I could give every woman in this kingdom the chance to exact their revenge upon you. I can't quite do that...but I can give them a tribute to the terror that you once were."

No one ever realized the extent of Luda's powers, and if they'd known, Farona would have done something about her years before then. It was all far too late, however, and as Anaria gazed up through terrified, serpent's eyes, she could see Luda finally changing her own form, rather than those of all the people around her.

She was of a skinny, almost spindly figure, and even then, her tattered robes fit a bit too tightly upon her body. Thanks to that, they tore to shreds within an instant as the musculature of the witch grew out of proportion, and her eyes narrowed once again upon Farona, as powerful, sinewy flesh continued to grow out of control on her narrow bones.

Farona could only look up in horror and gasp as Luda grew taller and thicker. Her body welled up with the kind of strength that no one in the countryside could match, and as the tatters of her dark, black robes fell to the floor, the very feminine figure she was blessed with was already completely lost to thick, rippling muscles, and a slowly growing coat of fur upon them. Modest, rounded breasts were flattening under the same, and a muzzle was growing, similar to the one that most of the royal family now sported.

The lioness shook with the knowledge of what was to come next, even before the full, thick cock was completely filled in between Luda's legs. Feline barbs coated the tip, and Farona shuddered with concern as she felt thick, heavy paws pin her already tired body to the stairs.

It would be over in seconds, that much was certain, but Farona didn't know that she'd be able to handle the massive, growling lion that was mounting her.

"One...last...curse..." were the last human words of the witch. The sharp, barbed tip of the feline cock speared Farona in the next instant, and Luda roared out with inhuman pleasure as her hips pounded forward into the defeated lioness. Her sex was a little too small to be called the perfect fit, leaving Farona to wince in discomfort, and the only thing that she could see was the wide, open jaws of the domineering lion above her, roaring into her sensitive ears and spilling saliva upon her face as he brutally fucked her.

It was only in those moments that Farona had a proper appreciation for the way that all of the women she'd forced herself upon in the past must have felt, but even then, she managed to glean some pleasure from the moment, and just being so completely full with the impressive shaft of a large, ravenous beast.

Naturally, at the behest of Luda, it wasn't a pleasure that would be allowed to last.

In one moment, Farona was given the privilege to feel the delightful warmth of thick, sticky cum inside of her womanhood. She could feel it bubbling into her womb, spilling out over her folds and even soaking into the fur between her legs as the plentiful seed began overflowing.

After that, however, she felt nothing but cold...terrible, bitter cold, running through every inch of her being, despite the coat of thick, plush fur upon her body.

Anaria was nearly crushed as Luda slowly pulled back, allowing excess seed to drip from the massive girth between her legs. Thin, gray magic was surrounding Farona from the ends of her paws, and it moved quickly over her knees, en route to her thighs. Anaria could guess at the fate of the former king, but she was helpless to stop it, as Luda enjoyed the show with a wide, wicked grin.

The gray coat of magical, stone surface covered all of Farona within the minute, capturing the last seconds of the former king as Luda would want her to be viewed: a terrible, lustful creature, reaching out in the throes of an orgasm that never quite arrived. For Luda, it would make the perfect decoration for her throne room, and for the rest of the kingdom, it would make for a perfect reminder of what a terrible monster Farona was, as a man, or as a lioness.

Satisfied with herself for the moment, Luda relaxed upon the throne once held by Farona and gazed out over her royal court, filled with playthings of her own creation.

For the day, they'd suffered enough. Tomorrow, however, was a different story...