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Mark of the Marsh

By: Lapsa

For: Carissa

"Remember, we need to be careful." The rugged wolf spoke up as he trudged forward along the swampy path, boots sinking - a loud sucking sound following each step. Every so often he'd stop as he listened to the distant croaks and burbles - his one eye darting about amid the dead trees and twisted foliage. "There are all sorts of abominations around here...but especially deadly are those frog folk."

"Frog folk?" Carissa asked with a slight chuckle, pristine robes hoisted up above the muk with each careful step she took - equally immaculate rusty vulpine coat showing the disparity between her worn companion. "Those dumb creatures? Surely you aren't suggesting they are a problem for a warrior like yourself?"

"Twisted amphibious abominations are not to be underestimated..." The wolf stopped short as he looked up briefly towards the darkened sky - eye fixing on the pillar of arcane energy in the distance. "We still don't fully understand this place, or the powers that continue to corrupt it."

"I fear not some arcane aberrations!" Carissa seemed to swell up as her voice grew louder, a confidence too it seeming to break through the dreary atmosphere. "I've spent nearly a decade studying this place and magics to cou--"

"Wait! Do you hear that?" The wolf's dull look changed to one of fear as he silenced the vixen, another loud croak breaking through the marsh as it echoed around. The wolf would already have his weapon drawn by the time its sound faded, stepping forward towards slowly with the vixen closely in toe before a sudden splash caught them both off guard.

"Carissa, you stay back - I'll handle this." The torch dropped to the ground as the wolf now held his sword in both hands, repelling a blow from the primitive club swung at him as he moved forward - a parry cutting the frog down just as quickly as it had come.

"A-ah! H-he--!" The vixen's pleas were cut short as the wolf turned around just in time to see her pulled beneath the dark waters of the swamp - more frog folk already having burst from the marsh to block his charge forward as her flailing body disappeared in the murky depths.

"Carissa!"

The wolf growled as he rushed forward, but the vixen would be gone before he even had moved more than an ich - the last thing she saw being frog folk springing forward to stop him. She'd be pulled through the water at an unnatural pace after as she continued to struggle against her captor - his strong grip deceptively strong, the slimy coat that covered his body only making it harder to try to pry herself from his grip. She'd barely manage to do little more than tire herself out sooner, face and eyes burning from the putrid water as her lungs were soon to follow before filling with the dark murky elixir - darkness taking her mind as seconds melted away.

***

Carissa would come to with a sudden gasp as her body jolted to life - now nude form still soaked as she pulled at ropes now binding each of her limbs tightly to a slab of petrified wood and twigs. A sore body would keep her from being able to do little more than grunt and flail about, eyes frantically searching around the darkened room barely illuminated by a single struggling torch - mud and filth forming the walls of the hut she now found herself in as the tattered remains of a robe similar to her own served to barely cover the path to the outside.

"W-where am I?" A groan would leave her after a few seconds of vain struggling, head already pulsing with a headache as her senses slowly but surely returned to her - cold setting in as a nightly breeze blew across the airy prison.

She wouldn't be left alone to recover for long though as a croak stirred her from what remained of her daze - eyes darting to the door once more as a frog-folk walked in, primitive and tattered clothes covering little of his body as a ruined alchemical belt sat at his side with potions dangling from it. Not a word would leave his mouth as he entered, only more croaks and small huffs of air as he looked over her - the sac beneath his mouth swelling and compressing with excitement as he seemed to revel in the sight before him.

"S-stay back abomination! I-I'm an acolyte of the Temple of the Woods." The vixen moved her tail between her legs, trying to save at least some dignity for herself as she resumed her struggling against the bindings - wet coat only serving to help rub her wrists and ankles raw before another louder croak escaped the frog folk.

She'd watch him with an intent gaze as he slowly moved closer and closer with a strange gait - a glistening misshapen webbed hand soon moving to his waist to pull a murky bottle from his side, a foul looking black liquid sloshing within. His blank bulbous eyes would look onto it for a long time before seemingly broken from his trance by another of her grunts - their dulled pupils moving down to her in an instant as his free hand took a slimy hold of her face.

"N-no! S-st--" Her words would be cut off as the bottle was shoved into her throat, the tip forcing itself so deep she couldn't help but choke - tongue desperately trying to push against it as the foul tasking purple liquid slowly drained into her. She'd be able to feel it running down her throat like a thick slime, coursing through her body almost instantly as the sickening warmth of it filled her.

Carissa would struggle briefly against the grip, slime coating her face before the neck of the bottle cut her words short - the frog plunging it down her throat so deep she couldn't help but choke as the dark rancid liquid within drained down into her. Her tongue would desperately wriggle about trying to push against it, every ounce of her body trying in vain to fight to keep from swallowing down that putrid elixir as its warmth slowly filled her.

It wouldn't be long before the bottle was empty despite her efforts, the lingering taste of old glass and rot in her mouth and throat as she fought back the urge to vomit. She could already feel her stomach starting to churn - the feeling of her insides swirling and twisting making her groan even louder as a creeping haze slowly set in amid her thoughts.

The frog would quickly take advantage of the potion's effects as he pushed himself atop the now much more helpless vixen - his body coated in a slimy film that rubbed across her fur and sent sickening shivers up her spine. She'd instinctively recoil away from him, thoughts hazing more as her entire body was covered in his cold clammy chubby form. She'd barely even notice the slimy cock between her legs until he started to push himself forward - rubbing it against her slit and spreading even more thick slime across her body as his fingers seemed to stick to her sides.

She'd let out a yelp of protest at the miry intruder that would find its way into her after only a few half-hearted thrusts only to feel his mouth envelop her own - the smell making her eyes roll back just as his strong tongue wormed its way into her own, forcing her mouth open as it wriggled around her mouth and down her throat. Her entire body would twitch beneath the frog, breasts jiggling with each strong thrust that followed as he threatened to destroy the makeshift altar she was on with his sudden excitement.

The sickening pleasure that followed in the seconds after as that slimy cock slinked in and out of her depths and that tongue continued to worm around in her mouth and throat would only further muddle her mind. She'd be nearly unconscious by the time the frog pulled back from the deep kiss, letting his slimy tongue dangle briefly over her breasts before pulling it into his mouth between thrusts - drool still oozing from the vixen's own muzzle. The churning in her stomach would be even more intense after, like a blender had been taken to her organs as the warmth across her body faded into a clammy cold with a tingling across her skin that seemed to radiate towards her limbs.

She'd be nearly oblivious to that sensation rippling across her skin though as she tried to compose herself, unable to distinguish between the slimy body of the frog violating her and the effects of the potion slowly taking root in her body. Her mind would be far too busy trying to push away the haze and the dark embers of pleasure to even notice the flailing and kicking of her legs slow beneath the frog's fat body. A sharp pain would pulse across each of her legs like a brief shock, muscles growing sore as each motion against the frog's sticky slimy body pulled clumps of fur from them.

Digigrade feet would follow in the change as they were seemingly bent into an unnatural shape beneath the frog's weight, its body seeming to press down even harder on her. Even still, the pain would barely register in her mind as she continued to force herself to struggle, toes splaying out to reveal the start of webbing between them as the now broad flat feet uselessly rolled against the frog's thighs.

A moan would escape her lips just as the tingling started to move on, leaving a fresh pleasant cool in its place. She'd only just barely be able to register in the back of her mind something had changed, something was changing as the churning gaze way to the same sensation just moments after. With another burst of strength she'd just barely be able to free her arms from the bindings, hands rung raw as fur was stripped from them - leaving translucent slimy fingers fully visible as their bulbous ends went to push uselessly against the frog's body.

"N-no f-feels...s-so--w-what is...hands?" A few spurts of slimy cold pre would make the vixen shiver and moan - legs pulling even in one final burst of strength against the bindings - muscles and bones still shifting as they broke from the ropes.

It wouldn't be long after that the frog would give a final thrust - climaxing deep inside of the vixen as a loud triumphant croak filled the room. She'd feel the haze in her mind grow with each spurt of viscous seed flowing inside of her like a spray of mist. Over and over it'd fill her with more and more, spilling into her womb as the seed clung to each part of her that it could - trickling deeper inside of her like an oozing mass. Her mind wouldn't be able to help but go numb from the pleasure as the seconds melted away. Freshly freed legs would wrap around the frog in her dazed state, webbed toes and fingers curling at the sparks of pleasure dancing across her spine. She'd end up losing herself completely to the lustful dulled fantasies that followed - base primal desires being all that was left of the world as all else slowly faded into a dark unconsciousness.

***

Weeks would follow as the changes continued to progress - a constant and scheduled feeding of more of that foul black liquid drawing her even more irrevocably deeper into her new form. The vixen would lose herself despite her best efforts, clawing at her fur as it fell off in clumps and battling against the primal urges in her mind as they ate away at her. Carissa would slowly but surely no more, swallowed up by a new frog folk - only faded vestiges of her former self remaining as even the painful faded foggy memories of her former left her to revel in the bliss of her growing belly and the eggs she carried within.

***

"Y-yes....m-my children...m-my babies..."

The vixen would be barely recognizable by the time her young were ready to be laid, webbed hand with bulbous tips at the end of each finger caressing her nearly translucent slimy stomach lovingly as she laid amid the mud and muck - powerful stringy legs spread as her furless numb of a tail fluttered in the water.

"Y-yesss~!" She'd scream in bliss as she felt the eggs finally push forward, legs twitching at the mix of pain and pleasure that coursed through her body as her nearly endless spawn left her - tiny squishy orbs filling the water, the black dots within each already flailing about waiting to be free. "S-so many..."

She'd lose herself in the moment, pleasure fogging her mind and drawing her in as she gave birth to more and more eggs. Croaks would leave her lips as she looked across the cluster of small squishy eggs - the small sac beneath her throat swelling and shrinking with her accomplishment. It wouldn't be until she heard a familiar voice echoing through the swamp that she'd manage to draw herself from the trance.

"Carissa! Carissa!" A dull spark flared in her eyes as what was left of her once vulpine ears strained to listen, a devious twisted smile curling across her face as she brought herself to her feet - a final farewell parted to her clutch of eggs before she darted into the waters, ready to bring another into her amphibious fold.

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