Conception
This was the beginning of a conclusion to the Gonz storyline. I was going to write more, but I never had a chance to. Instead, enjoy what I had made up for it!
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Gonz finds herself in a new an unexpected location: instead of the dark corridors and the candlelit halls, the kobold priestess of Xasandra now finds herself in a finely-furnished bedroom, with fine wooden furniture, and a large four-poster bed. A balcony opens up to the outside, where, despite the miasma of darkness overlooing the tower at all times, there is a sun-lit vista showing off a beautiful world.
“It's lovely, isn't it?" The voice of the Dark Mistress comes up as the hooded figure walks past the kobold. The doors open with no effort as the woman passes by them, and she places her hands upon the banister, gazing out to the land beyond. “The only problem with it is that it isn't real, don't you agree?"
Gonz takes a few tentative steps forwards the Dark Queen, taking a deep breath before she speaks up. “You know why I am here, Estrasa. I've told your guardians as much,"
The Queen chuckles at that and stands up, looking over her shoulder. Midnight black skin and red eyes reveal themselves to the kobold, an almost sad sort of smirk spreading over her lips. “Oh, yes, I figured you'd come back for seconds…" She lets the robe fall over her shoulders, revealing the nude form underneath. “You wish to finish what we started in that psychic sphere. You wish to be taken by this royal body, and produce an heir. Funny, isn't it?"
“What…?" Gonz says, grabbing onto her own robes, prepared to ready herself for the exhange that is to come, but also on guard. While she has experienced some resistance on her way here, it was no where near as.
“We build up so much in our lifetimes, and for what, exactly? All this out there. It used to exist. Now, it doesn't. It only exists in my memories." She taps her head at that, shaking it with a sigh. “And soon, it will no longer exist in those as well. You worship a goddess of life and death and new life… have you ever wondered what happens to you after its all over?"
“The Divine Mother provides us with new life to live on, even if it is a different form than what we experience," Gonz says. Meanwhile, what you do is pervert life, twisting it into something else—something it wasn't born to be. Is this why you wanted me here…? You wanted me to discuss religion with you?"
“Please," Estrasa says, sitting down on the edge of her bed. Her legs are spread, welcoming as she watches the kobold. “You brought yourself here. All I wanted was the power you got from your goddess."
“I'm here to take it back!" Gonz says, undoing her outfit, letting it fall to the floor.
“Well, take a look at it yourself!" The sorceress hisses, her fingers spreading the lips of her womanhood. The clitoris throbs a few times before it engorges to the size of a modestly-sized cock, the head of which mushrooms out in transformation until it becomes a proper glans.
The sorceress breathes heavily, her breasts rising and falling over her chest as she stares lustfully at the kobold. “Come on… take it back, if you dare. But if I prove too much for you, I'll take all of it from you."
Gonz nods and approaches the woman, her thick body pressing up to the mattress as she moves her hands up along the woman's thighs. Estrasa clamps her legs together, wrapping them around the kobold's shoulders. Her hips push forward, poking Gonz in the mouth. The sorceress rests her cheek upon her shoulder as she wathces down at the kobold. “What, you didn't think I'd just stick it in first, did you? No, go ahead, please me."
Gonz grumbls at this and closes her eyes, sliding the femcock into her mouth, guiding it along with her tongue, the tip of that muscle brushing up and down along the sorceress's length.
Estrasa bites her lip at this and pushes her hips forward. “That's it… this is what we are, two living bodies, seeking out pleasure in this tiny blip!"
Gonz pulls her mouth out, her hands squeezing the sorceress's thighs. “If you want to make this just biological, I am happy to help with that."
“Of course," The sorceress says. “How selfish of me, you want to have my seed, don't you? You want to be mother to the heir of the dark sorceress!" As she speaks, she places her feet upon Gonz's shoulders, pushing the kobold down.
Gonz yelps as she lands on the floor, but doesn't have much time, because the sorceress is upon her, pressing the red warm rod between her slit. With a thrust, she's inside, filling the priestess up. With each quick rut of her hip, the sorcerss's body shifts, scales growing over smooth skin, a snout growing from her manic smile. “What sort of mother will you be, Gonz? Will you tell the child about its father? Will you let it know you birthed it simply to regain your power that was stolen?
Gonz takes a deep breath through her nostrils, shuddering as she feels the power and anguish that comes through the transforming woman, taking the form of a black-scaled dragon of humanoid shape, something far more beautiful and majestic than any kobold could hope to achieve.
Gonz wraps her arms around the woman, puling her in close to her busom. The sorceress gasps at the sudden affection that comes from the kobold. “You'll be punished for your sin, for stealing the grace of a goddess, but… I'll tell your child that you were a powerful dragon and a greater mage. Give me this child, and your legacy will continue in a vessel that will be more beautiful than anything else you've ever conceived.
“Very well, then," the dragconic form of the sorceress says with a gutteral growl. “Show me you can handle the might of a dragon!"