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Changing Allegiance

By Danath

Characters © Jayce

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Chance and Glory promoted champions to serve their causes. They often clashed to see whose avatar was strongest. Their battles foretold both the warmth of victory and the chill of defeat, the thrill of good fortune and the cursed existence of the unlucky.

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The lion held his shortsword at the ready in his right paw. The leather wrappings around his wrist and fingers creaked as he clutched the hilt tight, while his other arm shifted upwards slightly, adjusting the angle of his shield. He wanted to block anything the rogue at the top of the short, ramshackle set of wooden stairs could throw his way - poison darts, knives, powders, whatever it may be. The lion's pupils dilated slightly in the dim, flickering light of the torches stuck to the walls on either side of the small cavern. The ceiling was about 10 feet high, though uneven, which is why his longsword remained sheathed in the scabbard on the belt around his hips. Behind him, down the hallway, a few members of the bandit gang he dealt with earlier crawled away - those that could still move, anyways.

Jayce's chest heaved as he stared at the target of his quest: the mysterious bandit leader known only as Red Night. The young paladin's muscular arms shifted as he took a tentative step forward. The light plate armor around his torso clanked, but he'd opted for only reinforced leather pants below considering the cave environment meant maneuverability in the tight spaces would be important. The dark brown mane surrounding his face overlapped the metal collar of his armor while also providing natural padding across his neck. The lion's tufted, rope-like tail twitched as he studied his foe carefully.

The bandit leader wore a large black cloak with a hood that completely hid his - or her - face. They were taller than he was and more powerfully built, judging from the width of the shoulders. Whoever was underneath the heavy cloak, Jayce knew they'd be far more dangerous than any of the small fry he'd fought through to get here. But if there was a way to avoid a fight, that'd be even better...

"Give it up, Red Night! Come quietly and surrender, and I promise you'll live to see your prison cell!" Jayce said, pointing his shortsword out towards the cloaked figure.

There were a few moments of silence once the echoes of his voice finished bouncing off of the uneven walls of the rocky cave, but an ominous chuckle replaced the silence and filled Jayce's stomach with a feeling of unease.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The laughter echoed louder and longer than Jayce's threat. The lion stepped backwards and narrowed his eyes as the bandit leader's paws reached for the sides of his hood.

"I like you. You've got spirit. And because I like you, I'll let you see my face. I'm not worried you may identify me later, after all, seeing as you'll be dead soon."

A stunningly red-furred lupine muzzle grinned, fangs on full display. Emerald eyes shown in the flickering light as the laughter returned.

"That's right! I am Red Night, and you, paladin, will never leave this cave alive!"

The wolf tossed the cloak away, revealing dark brown leather armor strapped around his shoulders, arms, and legs, tight enough to outline the lean, defined figure inside. The wolf was on the small side, over a foot shorter than the paladin, but was clearly quicker on his feet. The oversized cloak was some sort of illusion after all, Jayce realized. The leather around the wolf's arms creaked as he lifted both arms out to the sides, laughing with maniacal energy again.

Two large daggers rested horizontally across the small of his back. Their handles pointed opposite each other, allowing the wolf to draw both at once. A ring of small throwing knives with diamond-shaped handles strapped around his right thigh, while two larger knives hung in small scabbards attached by straps along his left thigh at the top and near his knee. The rogue's belt contained half a dozen small pouches, and Jayce was certain there were more tricks and weapons hidden on the villain that he couldn't see.

"You've been chasing me for so long," Red Night growled. The wolf's fingers danced across the hilt of a short, broad-bladed dagger in a scabbard strapped to his upper shoulder. "Disrupting my business. Costing me money. Brought me nothing but bad luck. This is going to be very satisfying."

Jayce swallowed hard. There was no stopping this fight now. The lion took a deep breath and squared his shoulders. Rogues were sneaky. They'd go for feints and use movement to their advantage. The lion glanced around the room. Use a corner, avoid blind spots. The cave was small, which was his advantage as long as he didn't let the villain pull any tricks.

As if sensing Jayce's thoughts, Red Night's vicious smile expanded. His claws teased across the handles of his long knives strapped to his lower back before sliding lower and pulling something from a pouch on his thigh.

"Oh, I could slice you up and let you bleed out right here," the wolf said. His head turned to follow Jayce as the lion edged towards the far corner. "But I have better plans. I'm going to test this little beauty on you."

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There was a third, though, who was less interested in the oddsmaking and vainglorious shenanigans of the other two. Even so, Lust played a game as well. While this particular battle was unexpected, Lust knew opportunity arises from the most unlikely of situations.

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The wolf flicked his wrist. The dagger disappeared and in its place a small figurine rested in his dark green, nearly black claw tips. He held out his arm, allowing his tail to swish behind him freely, as he watched for the paladin's reaction.

"Don't recognize it? I'm not surprised. It's incredibly rare," Red Night said. "Cost me a pretty penny, too, but that merchant had to pay off his debt somehow."

"What are you planning, Red Night? Whatever it is, I'll stop you!" Jayce said, hoping he sounded more confident than he felt.

He narrowed his gaze on the figurine. It was a small statue of some sort, though quite old and hard to make out details. It was a swirling mixture of pale red, purple, and white, and made of stone or marble of some kind. Red Night was correct - he didn't recognize it, which meant he had to be ready for anything.

"I almost hate to destroy it because of how much it cost, but if it finally gets you out of the way, it will be worth it. Now, paladin, you die! Go - tear his bones from his body, demons! I summon you with the Stone of Mephisto! Ha ha ha ha!"

The wolf's arm flashed through the air, throwing the statue towards the rocky cave floor. It shattered into a thousand small shards and fragments. Jayce readied his guard as a warm wind whipped around the cavern. An explosion of pink mist poured from the spot where the talisman shattered, quickly filling the interior of the cave and snuffing out the candles and torches. The cave fell into darkness save for a bright, shining spot of pink at the very center of the source of the strange pink fog. It cast an upward glow through the foggy pink clouds roiling around along the rocky floor, illuminating the surprised expressions of both paladin and rogue from below.

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When Chance and Glory engaged in a battle that disrupted Lust's game long, long ago, the patient Lust squirmed. Lust panted. Lust waited desperately for release. Through their own actions, Glory and Chance provided an opportunity for Lust's immense satisfaction - and revenge.

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A glowing, ghostly figure - a person, though more of an outline in a rose-pink color than anything identifiable - appeared, flowing and floating and rising gracefully towards the ceiling, buoyed by the whistling wind.

Something tickled Jayce's ear and he swore he could hear a voice whisper, but he couldn't make out the words. He was able to feel what happened next, however, as the winds rustling through the exposed fur on his wrists and face intensified and warmed, heating up quickly until they buffeted his body. He nearly lost his footing as he turned towards the bandit leader. Red Night stumbled back and forth, unable to keep his footing as well as the heavier lion could.

"Wait, no! Where are the demons? This isn't a summoning stone! Noooooo!"

Red Night's howls of anger - and threats of revenge on the merchant who'd sold him the magical item - disappeared into the windstorm. Jayce could see nothing but swirling pink smoke in what little light remained, until the entire cavern illuminated with a pair of bright pink sparks. The clouds of mist swirled like a cyclone around the outer edges, forcing the both of them closer to the center. The sparks drifted through the wild wind with ease. One centered on Red Night's chest and the other on his own. Jayce watched, eyes wide, held steady by forces beyond his control in the rampaging windstorm, as the two sparks pulled together. Invisible forces lifted their feet clear of the floor, holding them delicately in air as the sparks of pink light carried them closer yet to the center of the cavern. Though both tried to resist, it was like being held in a warm, comforting squeeze - there was really nowhere to move as the invisible forces surrounded them, pinning their arms to their sides and leaving only their heads free. The pink mist rose, filling more of the air around them, enclosing around their bodies and leaving only their heads visible to each other.

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How fitting that Lust should find revenge in the same ancient cavern where the ritual should have taken place thousands of years ago. It only made the magic more powerful - strong enough to break and reform any bonds and allegiances the champions may possess.

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"You! This is your fault!"

Jayce fell onto his back as a figure rushed at him through the remaining swirls of bright pink mist. His shoulders bounced off the ground, only for his neck to stop against the blade of one of the bandit's knives. The rogue growled as he crouched between the paladin's legs. He leaned over to keep his weight on the lion's plate mail as the blade trembled.

"You made me waste that magic item. It's your... your... you..."

The wolf's voice trailed off and his eyes widened. Jayce felt something similar happen to him. The wolf and lion stared at each other, pupils dilating in the darkness. Around them, torches lit back on fire of their own accord, one at a time, until they could both see each other clearly. The pink sparks reappeared briefly, but this time, as faint pulses of light beating deep inside their chests.

The wolf's muzzle shoved forward. Jayce's eyes widened as he felt a warm tongue shove against his own. He wrapped his arms around Red's midsection and closed his eyes, moaning against the lupine muzzle, as an incredible feeling of warmth and need swept over his body. Whatever was happening, he could do little to stop it now - he could barely stop his paws from clutching and groping at the wolf's small, slender body.

Red's tongue shoved deeper into his muzzle. He was insistent, aggressive even, and when the wolf's eyes opened, they burned brighter, a shade of green that almost shifted like fire. His bright red pelt bushed out along his arms and around the neck of the leather armor and cloth wrappings. Jayce could feel the wolf's chest flexing into his palms and then gasped as Red's hips settled on top of him. The lion was pinned - the wolf was surprisingly heavy.

"Nnnmmmhhaaah! What are you... doing?" Jayce gasped.

Red's torso twisted backwards. Both arms lifted and curled. The lion's muzzle dropped open as he stared in disbelief. The small rogue was growing!

"Nnnggghhh... yesssss... you're mine!" the wolf moaned.

Pushing himself down, Red's muzzle sought the lion's as his chest and belly squeezed flat against Jayce's hard armor. Despite the padding, he could feel the heat between them. Without thinking, Jayce spread his legs and wrapped them around the wolf's hips. Shivering, Jayce's ears flipped backwards, then side to side, as Red's teeth caught his lower lip. A warm bulge ground against his rump, just below his twitching tail. A curious sensation ran down his spine, followed by a sag in his clothes. Jayce's eyes popped open and turned to the side, staring at his arm, where the loose fabric caused the plate armor on his shoulder to pull down to the side.

At the same time, Red grew larger. The wolf's torso strained as he inhaled, putting immense stress on the leather wrappings. With a growl, the wolf slashed his claws through his fur, slicing away at the flexible armor. Jayce's eyes widened again as a hot, needy sensation made him clench his thighs around Red's hips. The wolf's pecs bounced, each full and defined, sat huge and high above a chiselled belly. Despite the depth of the red pelt, he was muscular enough to still show off the generous curves of his swollen muscles. When Red curled his arms again, showing off the thickness of his biceps, Jayce's hips shivered and he could feel himself leaking into the oversized armor hanging off his shrinking body.

"T-take me!" Jayce moaned. "Use me!"

The lion clamped his muzzle shut. He hadn't meant to say that. But he couldn't help himself, either, not when faced with such a massive, muscular, powerful wolf like Red. He needed Red Night. He needed the wolf badly. More than anything else in the world, the wolf inside of him was all that he craved - it filled his thoughts to the exclusion of all else. Muscular, massive, strong wolf... big... powerful...

Jayce's nostrils flared with the growing scent of musk as the warm bulge against his rump expanded. Dropping his paws to his sides, Red slashed away at the leather around his legs, freeing his thighs from the tight bonds. Jayce's eyes bulged as he felt and saw the thick maleness spring from Red's hips. The powerful, dark green length matched the color of the wolf's claws and eyes. The slab of meat pulsed as it flopped across the lion's stomach, thicker than the relatively tiny feline's arm by half again. The full, fat tip drooled across the lion's plate mail. Thick clear pre rolled into the cracks and joints of the armor, some finding its way down to the lion's soft white belly fur.

The massive wolf's claws tore through Jayce's plate armor like it was paper, ripping it apart and leaving the lion squirming and gasping in the nude on the floor beneath. The wolf's eyes bulged as he watched his thick shaft pump forward, riding heavily across the lion's small arousal, the white belly fur so smooth and soft, until the tip pumped against the underside of Jayce's jaw, squirting a fat mess of thick, clear pre-cum across the groaning male's lips. Red's growls escalated in pitch as his paw swept out and snagged Jayce by the back of his neck.

There was no foreplay to be had. The wolf's huge paw wrapped around the back of the lion's skull and shoved him down, grinding his muzzle and face into the base of the massive stalk. Bent over almost in half, the lion had to twist his lower body to the side and then back to straighten out. Red's enormous sac squeezed into his upper chest as the wolf's musk sank into the fur on his face, seeping in all the way to the pores. Jayce's nostrils twitched as he inhaled deeply, gasping in breaths of air when he could, as the huge maleness draped over his shoulder and drizzled down his backside in a cascade of slick juices.

Red's moaning, grunting noises encouraged Jayce. Though smaller, he realized he was more flexible, and could curl his arms and shoulders farther than before. He squirmed into the wolf's grasp, and once he started licking and slurping at the base of the wolf's thick length, Red's claws snagged the back of his neck again.

"That's it, kitty," the wolf crooned.

He held the gasping lion tight in one paw as he rose to his feet, standing so tall he had to crouch to avoid hitting his head on the ceiling. Probably closer to eight feet than the five-foot-and-change the former rogue measured before, the impossibly grown red-furred wolf was now a bona fide paladin - muscular, righteous, and imbued with the blessing of a deity of some kind. His long tail swept side to side behind him, threatening to extinguish the fiery torches with the gusts of air he produced. The wolf's massive, dark green erection bounced off the top of Jayce's skull, between his ears. Each time the fat, throbbing urethra flattened against the lion's head, a squirt of thick, gooey pre-cum rolled from the aching tip and drizzled down the lion's shivering backside towards the base of his tail.

Jayce moaned from his position in front of the paladin on his knees. The lion's head throbbed almost as hard as his cock. He was so much smaller than he was before, and he'd worked so hard to build up his body - but that didn't matter. It was better for a rogue like him to be small and harder to detect. The lion's tail flipped side to side as he stared up at the hunky paladin, hoping his throat would be put to good use sooner rather than later. Jayce's cock slapped against his belly, harder than he could ever remember. Thinking was impossible with the rush of blood and heat. His thighs twitched and his toes curled as he stared with dilated pupils at the wolf, completely enthralled and eager to do whatever it took to taste the incredible male.

The wolf's eyes flared bright green as he shoved his hips forward. The huge dark emerald shaft disappeared into the scrawny lion's muzzle, stretching and bulging his neck until Red could feel his huge sac smack against Jayce's slender chest. It took some time to stretch him out and get comfortable, but before long, the immense paladin had a steady rhythm going. Both paws wrapped around Jayce's head, pricking the backs of the flicking, triangular ears with sharp green claws. Red's hips swung forward as he pulled down with his arms, flexing his massive chest and belly along with his arms. Not content with each thrust until he'd fully bottomed out in the gurgling lion's overstretched muzzle, Jayce could do little but hang from the massive cock rutting directly into his belly.

"Nnngggh... it's so good... but not... not good enough!" Red growled.

Jayce's throat emptied suddenly and he coughed, spluttering as a mere drizzle of pre - from Red's point of view - was enough to almost drown him. His belly sloshed as he bent over, falling to all fours in front of the paladin. His eyes widened and his claws scraped across the rocky floor when Red's paw wrapped around the base of his tail, dragging him around in a half-circle before sinking all five fingers and claws into the feline's plump, thick bottom. From behind, Jayce's hourglass figure was even more apparent. The slender muzzle drenched in seed, the gasping breath and outstretched tongue, the narrow neck and shoulders leading into a smooth, soft chest and belly, tight and compact with flexible muscle and deep, dense fur, before spreading wide into a pair of hips that made Red Night's balls churn. The wolf humped forward as he dug into the lion's cheeks, spreading him open. Jayce cried out, gasping as he felt his chest forced into the floor. He was nearly stood up onto his head as the wolf's powerful sac squeezed into his body, with the massive length burrowing through his cleft, giving him a feel for just how monstrously thick and powerful the paladin was when he wielded his weapon.

Jayce shuddered and moaned between gulping gasps. Saliva and pre-cum dripped from his lips as the wolf's large paws stroked down his sides, leaving furrows in his pelt. He twitched, gasping at the points when they scraped through the fur to the skin beneath, over his hips and then his thighs. The lion was hard - painfully so - when Red's paw tightened around the base of his tail and pulled upwards. Jayce hiked his hips up and groaned with need when the warm, thick wolftip prodded between his rump cheeks.

"Yes! Yessss-mmmphhhh!"

The lion's chest scraped down into the floor of the cave. One of the wolf's paws reached around before a pair of fingers pushed between Jayce's lips. The lion groaned and sucked instinctively, eyes closing, as the huge wolf's hips shoved down.

The pressure built and built. Jayce clamped his lips around Red's fingers, eyes squinting shut, as the paladin's growls rang through the cavern.

"That's... it!"

Red's moan sent a lustful chill down Jayce's spine, followed by the fullest sensation he'd ever experienced. His head remained upright as his hips squeezed forward, and the outline of the fat wolf cock showed through the lion's belly. It throbbed, thick and full, before the muscular wolf's body drew back. The relief was short-lived, as Red's powerful arms dragged Jayce back again, then again and again. Soon Red had Jayce completely off the ground, bouncing on the fat onyx wolfcock as Jayce's muffled moans emerged through the wolf's fingers. Jayce's chest shoved forward and up as he locked his ankles behind the wolf's hips. His arms and shoulders, pulled back, were held fast by the massive paladin's paws. Pre-cum flew from the lion's muzzle as his head flopped from the hard, deep, awesome pounding, while the paladin's hips slammed forward, each time sending his full sac flying upwards into the lion's belly.

Jayce's squirming and clenching increased in desperation when Red's paw pulled free of his muzzle and shifted instead to the lion's belly. The lion's eyes bulged when Red squeezed his palm in, flattening against the grinding bulge of wolfcock just beneath the skin. Both of Jayce's legs popped straight out as Red's eyes narrowed with pleasure.

"That's it, rogue... just like that... oooh, yessss!"

A deep pink light flickered through the wolf's body, tracing along his arms and legs, spreading outwards from his lower back. A similar light appeared throughout Jayce's body as the lion's arms and legs, unable to hold onto anything anymore, flopped up and down with the relentless, powerful fucking.

Both wolf and lion howled and cried out. Jayce came hard, a non-stop stream of pleasure overwhelming his brain and sending him into a stupified sexual shock. His cock slapped against his bulging belly as the massive wolf dragged him down, hilting inside as the first orgasm caused both massive orbs hanging below to draw up taut. Jayce's belly fattened, spilling over the wolf's fingers, as Red's body glowed. A mark appeared in his fur on the right shoulder blade - a pink heart shape with a triangle inside. A similar mark appeared on Jayce, but on the lion's stretched rump cheek. They were not burned in, but rather changing the color of the skin and fur to form the pattern.

Red's arousal surged and its outline was lost as the small lion's belly distended and rounded. Jayce's throat opened and a flood of potent white wolf cum squeezed past his teeth and nostrils as his wide eyes bulged further, reflecting the flickering of the torches on the nearby cave walls. Long gushes of seed poured from his throat as Jayce's body convulsed, clenching and tightening with each sensuous, needy orgasm forcing its way through his overwhelmed nervous system.

The muscular paladin leaned backwards. Jayce's body aimed straight up, fountaining as the wolf released himself completely, clawing at the lion to force those stretched, tight little hips down tight. Red's fat balls quivered as he wrapped his paws around the lion's hips, just at the top of his thighs. He could feel the slutty feline's shivering and clenching, drawing a grin to his long muzzle.

"Aaaaaahahhhhhhh!"

Jayce's scream was music to Red. The lion's cock shot off anew when the wolf dropped his hips, flopping backwards onto the cave floor and causing the lion to bounce heavily while still impaled fully on the magnificent shaft inside. Red's shoulders stretched out as he reclined against the wall of the cave. Jayce's backside leaned back, nestling into the cleavage of the paladin's bulging pecs, and his fat, round belly jiggled before Red wrapped his palm around it. The lion's muzzle gushed, though his eager squirming didn't let up at all. The paladin growled as his other paw explored the small lion's thighs and aching member, managing to make him clench up and squirm even more as several more intense orgasms went off inside his brain - though by now, Jayce was shooting dry, completely milked.

Red's tongue slid along the side of the lion's drooling muzzle as his eyes narrowed, glinting in the smoky darkness of the cave. His cock twitched inside his rogue and he pumped his hips automatically, enjoying the noises the hot little lion made each time. The Golden Rogue was a fitting companion for the Champion of Lust, Red thought. Their party would no doubt accomplish some truly magnificent things.

"Mine..." Red Night growled into Jayce's small, round ear, before giving it a sharp nip.

The lion's fat belly sloshed side to side as he turned his head, lifting his chin to expose his neck to the massive wolf.

"Again!" he demanded, his matted fur dripping with fresh seed. "Again!"

The end