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'No. No, that can't be true. She wouldn't lure me to the Well of Souls to free Malefor. She... She wouldn't do something like that to me...' His head spun with confusion along with the crawling fear in the back of his mind as he turned his gaze from Malefor, towering over him with his maniacal laughter to Cynder, his voice caught in his throat. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with a somber look that only made him more worried. In almost a whisper, he spoke up, staring at his friend as he told himself it couldn't be. "Cynder... Is it true?"

She quickly spoke up, her voice distraught with pain as her words came out in almost a plea, "No!" She paused, looking over him in a way that caused his stomach to turn, unable to believe it. She glanced away, seeming to search for the answer herself, "I don't know! I... " She looked down at the floor, her talons clenching the stone below them as the realization of what she had done seemed to pass over her eyes, unable to deny it. "I don't know anymore..."

It was then, as Malefor watched, that he finally spoke up in an amused tone, his dark voice, seeming to echo many different voices at once washing over them, "Oh, I think you do. But perhaps you need a little nudge..." It was then that his eyes seemed to glow, the yellow glint brightening as a dark cloak of mist seemed to cover his face. Before Spyro could put together what was happening, he watched as Malefor glared directly into Cynder's sorrowful eyes, forcing her to look at him. Within only a moment, the sudden black mist covering his form was passed through his eyes in a wave of darkness, quickly infecting her form as her black scales began to drinking in the shadows, enveloping her form relentlessly. She raised her head to scream out for help, but it was already too late, her maw parted in fear as her mind was quickly corrupted by Malefor's great power, her body covered in a pitch-black fog, eyes glowing white without any sign of life.

"CYNDER!" Spyro yelled, taking a step towards her as his heart plummeted, feeling the urge to jump and save her somehow, but as the darkness seemed to reach out to him as well and she threw him a heartless glare from her endless white eyes, he felt hopelessness wash over him. It couldn't be true, but now, looking at his best friend, clothed in shadows and overcome by Malefor's corruption, that he felt the confidence he once had draining, knowing even he was unable to save her now. 'What... No... This can't be happening.'

Malefor laughed and watched the two, raising his head in his demented voice to proclaim to the skies that he had taken his dragoness back into his clutches once more, glaring back down at the young purple dragon with an evil, toothy grin. Spyro backed up as she dragged her claws against the ground, taking a horrible slow step towards him, muscles bunched up in a pose to strike. He yelled out to her, not wanting to believe she was gone, not this easily, "Cynder! No! You... You have to be in there! We've come so far, it... No, it can't end here." With the confidence he had left, trying to block out the impending doom and sadness of possibly losing the one he loved, he stood still, standing tall even with his legs shaking as the dragoness of darkness stalked closer and closer to him, tears in his eyes, "Come back to me!"

"She is gone, young dragon." Spyro shifted his gaze back to Malefor, the dark dragon simply watching in twisted enjoyment as the purple drake stared back at him almost desperately, doing his best to keep his calm as he knew he couldn't give up. Malefor wanted him to lose hope, but he wouldn't! There had to be a happy ending. Still, the dark master spoke up again, his voice rumbling the crumbled throne room around them, "You're already too late to save her as if there's anything left to save at all. She's always been working for me and now, luring you here, she's brought you right where you need to be, and all I have to do now is fulfill the last part of the prophecy and turn you into my puppet as well."

As Cynder drew closer, tail lashing and teeth bared, Spyro was forced to back away, tail lowering towards the ground and head dipped as he listened to his words. "No, I don't believe that! I won't let you turn me into a monster! You won't win..."

"Oh, is that so? Don't worry, I won't be changing you into my puppet. I want to take the pleasure in knowing that your own partner will be the one to do it for me." Malefor chuckled, watching as Cynder took another step forward, a strong musk starting to fill Spyro's nostrils that caused him to shake his head in confusion. Malefor noticed the dragon's reaction, "I'm surprised you haven't learned of the last part of the prophecy... Nonetheless, you'll give in soon enough like the rest of the purple dragons before you."

Spyro let out a yelp as he was pressed into a corner in the back of the room, his eyes wide with terror as his love walked towards him with careless eyes. "What... What are you talking about? You said the purple dragon would destroy the world... What more could there be?"

Malefor watched them from his throne, tail swaying in excitement as the male pheromone seemed to fill the room, the scent smelling somewhat of Cynder which confused Spyro as he tried to make sense of what was happening through all the chaos, "Haven't you wondered where purple dragons come from? How a new world is made from nothing and why their destiny is to destroy the world?" He waited a moment, watching his face as he tried to think, looking around to find a route to escape the dragoness before watching her spread her wings wide, preventing escape from the darkness closing in on him.

"Purple dragons are born from other purple dragons, but for this process to come to fruition, the purple dragon must be a female so she can have the highest chances of laying a purple egg. Because of this, dragons like us can change the gender of dragons, able to change the gender of the purple dragon to a female to enable a higher chance of laying another purple dragon egg."

Spyro looked over at him, all the fear causing his focus to dwindle, unable to understand what he was saying, "I... I don't get it. Why haven't I discovered that power before?"

"This power is hidden behind dark magic. Only once you have accepted the darkness completely do you learn of the locked power, your eyes able to imbue darkness upon your target. Only then, when bestowing the shadows, are you able to change the genetic makeup of a creature and change them into the gender you desire. Cynder already has gladly accepted her new change between her legs, and since you refuse to submit to me, I have chosen her to forcefully change you herself into a shadow dragoness."

Spyro had a hard time believing it all at first, but as Cynder approached closer, he suddenly saw something dangling between her legs, poking out from her slit, a barbed, black tip pointing directly at him, leaking a dark mixture in her wake onto the ground, the precum seeming to lick at the air in an attempt to corrupt everything around it. He felt his fight-or-flight response kick in, desperate to get away, but even then in such a terrified state, the will for him to escape felt pointless, knowing that he was cornered with the only thing he'd been fighting for already taken away from him just like that. "How... You... You're saying she's going to... Turn me..."

"Turn you into a female, yes. After all, we need another purple dragon to carry out the prophecy once we destroy the world. Again, another power bestowed upon you once accepting the darkness is placing the future purple dragon egg in a sort of stasis, sending it to the start of the loop." He then chuckled, slamming a paw on the ground in amusement, "Ah, you don't even know about the loop, do you?" Knowing Spyro was too caught up watching his corrupted love, he continued, looking at one of his huge claws as he spoke.

"You've been told I'm destroying the world, but in reality, I am only resetting the cycle. The first purple dragon was indeed meant to destroy the world, but by harnessing such dark magic, when used on the core of the planet, we have found that the galaxy has a way of fixing itself. It uses the dark magic we have from destroying the world to reset itself, destroying us, yes, but sending the egg you will birth back to where I first came to be to restart the whole life we've both already lived. Do you understand what this means, Spyro?"

As Cynder crept closer, he both felt the darkness starting to crawl over his tail which was closest to her, trying to dig into his scales to corrupt him only to instead climb higher, the black mist reaching for every inch of his form. "No, you're lying! Stop!"

"I am not lying, young dragon. You are going to give birth to me. You will reset the cycle, bringing the very creature destroying you and your pathetic love into existence only to set the world on the cycle back to where it began. It has happened a thousand times, and only know when it's too late will you realize your useless life and give in to your destiny. You were always only a pawn in the cycle of the world, and now you're about to end it all." Spyro felt tears welling up in his eyes, Cynder growling dominantly as she pushed herself closer to his body, her cock pulsing between her legs, eager to corrupt him.

"You're a failure, Spyro. You always have been. You've tried over and over again to break the cycle, to save the world, but it always ends like this. Now, I've been waiting for this for thousands of years, watching you give in to the dark passions of lust. So please, cry out for help, beg for mercy, as I do greatly enjoy watching you suffer over and over again until you break and become my puppet once more.~"

"No, stop it! I won't believe that!" But even his words began to stutter as a tear streamed down his cheek, crying out to her, "Cynder, wake up! I-I love you, Cynder! Please don't do this to me!" Yet, despite the hope in his heart that admitted that may turn her back, she didn't even seem to flinch at all, simply lay a paw over his shivering tail, leaving him to watch the darkness crawl over his crotch, stimulating him horribly in his nether region. He felt a surge of pleasure and a wave of submission pass over his mind, tempting him to give in, but he couldn't 'I have to resist. That future... there's no way this could be true. I... I'm meant to save the world, not destroy it!' His thoughts were drowned out as a new sort of bliss caused him to let out a pained moan, crying out with more tears as he arched his back against the ground and wall, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as Cynder spoke to him, her feminine voice demented as multiple voices echoed back at him.

"Look at yourself... You've traveled so far and fought your way to get here, and now, you're simply giving up? I suppose I could do this quickly to end your suffering but... I do enjoy watching you suffer, especially when I know you'll cry out for more soon enough.~" She climbed on top of him slowly, her paws at his sides, holding his wings against the ground with talons pressing on the membranes as a warning to submit. Spyro cried out, heart beating out of his chest as her cock drew closer to his own.

He hadn't noticed it, but something about the darkness was drawing his member out, only to quickly draw it back inside, his slit growing wet as his cock was shrunk down into a small nub on the top of his vent, feeling a feminine energy overcoming his thoughts, realizing how real this all was as Cynder continued, "Hehe, pathetic! You're wet, girl. Even with all this fear in your heart, you can't manage to push me away... What a waste. I can see why you never break the cycle... You put all your love into the one thing that would betray you in the end, and now you're hopeless. Here, let me help you join me in the darkness."

She brought her muzzle dangerously close to his ears, the shadows covering her body reaching out to his own. Still, his struggling form resisted them, black scales starting to form as the darkness began draining him of his will to fight. He tried biting back a moan, begging Malefor now in a yell, paws kicking at Cynder to get her off as she lowered her member and began grinding against his newly formed pussy, spreading those lips and grinding teasingly as she bit onto his ear softly, "Malefor, please! I- Fuck. Why are you doing this? How does this benefit you!"

He smiled back, his own member growing beneath his hind legs as he curled around himself as used his tail to stroke it, the thick barbs on the underside growing forth, "You haven't understood the full story I see. It's quite simple. If I'm reborn, then I live forever. I come back with my memories of the past lives and as a result, grow stronger and never die. Soon enough, I will be able to escape the Well of Souls entirely, and reign supreme over the world until the day comes again where you try to stop me and the Destroyer comes to end it all only for it to begin again."

His dark words were muffled from the numbness Spyro felt, unable to focus on everything as the endless helplessness overflowed his mind, limbs feeling weak as his tears streamed down his neck until dripping under his head, strained moans coming out as he felt Cynder grinding harder. She whispered in his ear, body pinning him as she lined up for entry, her wings spread wide, "You always wanted to fuck me, didn't you? Well, seems I'm the one taking you this time... Relax, and be the female you were always meant to be. The darkness welcomes you. Accept your role and feel the pleasure of the shadows.~"

'I'm... I'm a girl... Fuck.' His mind revolved around the thought as Cynder pressed the barbed tip against his cunt, feeling his vagina widen around the large member, unable to deny the horniness he'd always felt towards her building up, begging him to divulge in his passion. Still, the idea of being a female... He didn't want this! He wasn't going to submit, was supposed to be the confident male who saved the day! This was humiliating! Yet his clenching walls said otherwise, the darkness starting to persuade him into obeying as his body held the tip firmly in his virgin vent, the tip of the dragonesses member pulsing softly, dripping the corruption slowly inside him.

"Good girl... You think I never saw you playing with your rear before, whispering my name when we'd camped in Avalar?" His eyes shot up to hers, the tears stopping as his heart dropped, clearly trying to ignore those thoughts. But as she glared back into his eyes, she reached down and kissed him, shadows flaring in a fire as they covered his face, Cynder's tongue delving deeply into his maw. Spyro tried to hold back, resisting the kiss, but she pressed down harder, curling her tail around his, the drake letting out a feminine moan from the dominance and going limp for a moment, thinking back to Avalar.

He couldn't lie to himself. When he first met her before she turned good, he had been turned on by how sexy she'd looked, how dominant she was, but he never expected that to return to him, let alone for her to dominate him the first time he had sex. But now, being the female, forced below the Terror of The Skies, he felt bliss closing over his mind, more scales shifting to black as he pressed slightly back onto her cock.

'No... Why am I... liking this? I've come so far... I can't...' But even as he cried in his mind, he felt everything he loved had already been taken from him, the only thing he cared about forcing him to submit and using his lust for her against himself. He tried pulling back from the kiss for a moment more, feeling her draconic tongue trace over his maw and his teeth before thrusting slowly into him. He let out a muffled yelp, pain coursing through his pussy as he had never been stretched like that before, but quickly quieted down as she dug her talons into his wings, nearly shredding them before he stopped. With a happy growl from her, she continued kissing him, dancing with him, enticing the once proud and determined dragon to give in to darkness forever.

His mind filled with thoughts of lust, imagining being bred by her again and again, laying her eggs, and begin watched by Malefor each time. Unable to stop them from using him as a breeding stock until he finally laid the dark egg they needed. He noticed Malefor stroking himself faster, growling out darkly as he watched his Father turning to the dark side, clearly noticing his enjoyment.

He was drawn back to the sex as Cynder withdrew her cock and began thrusting at a slow pace, taunting him with his corruption, clearly wanting to draw it out as she continued her onslaught. Spyro couldn't help but kiss her back after a moment, the pleasure growing with each thrust, feeling as if it was hopeless to fight and deciding that maybe in the next life he could do better. Right now, it felt so good, and... He wanted it. He curled his tongue around Cynder's, the female growling down at him as he submissively whined, exploring her maw in passion as they began sliding in and out of each other. Loud slaps could be heard in the temple as they mated, the two swaying against each other as a cloud of fog surrounded the couple, swirling around them as the proclaimed savior of the world gave in.

His mind screamed at him to stop, but what was the point? He always wanted to have sex with her, and if this was pointless after all, and he was enjoying this so much... Why was he holding on to the fact that fighting would do anything? The smoke clouded his thoughts, his voice becoming more feminine-like as he was bred by Cynder, moaning out as she bit into his neck, teeth pressing into the scales to get a grip without puncturing. He squeezed his pussy over Cynder's length, feeling the new bliss as he was stroked on the inside, each thrust pressing into his newly formed cervix, knowing his womb was ready and fertile for her cum. He closed his eyes, arching his head back, breathing in the corrupting in his heat, Malefor letting out a grunt as he watched the two, growing closer himself.

Cynder growled deeply into the bite, slamming her hips against him, rubbing her plated underside against Spyro's G-Spot, enjoying the dragon squirming beneath her, female whimpers coming from the proclaimed hero, so easily defeated. Feeling her orgasm rising, leaking copious amounts of pre into his vagina, she lifted her muzzle, ready to let out a scream of bliss in triumph. Spyro watched this, the darkness tasting so wonderful, making him feel so submissive and yet powerful, bound to his mate and Malefor so strongly that he felt like he'd spew forth his own darkness as well.

After only a few more moments of heat-ridden sex, Cynder crashed into Spyro's lips, a loud POP resounding around them as her large knot crammed itself inside his virgin cunt, earning a yell from him a yell of Cynder's fear powers from her as she came, the red waves of her ability shaking the roof of the fortress, sending more blocks crumbling down in her masculine climax. Spyro shivered as he felt Cynder's seed spill and filling his womb, wave after wave of bliss rushing through his veins as he squirted his fem liquids around her shaft, pussy contracting as it attempted to milk the cock of all its worth. The infection in her womb began to spread throughout Spyro, reaching under his scales and into his veins until finally, the last purple scale and will to fight left him, his eyes falling back until the similar, lifeless white eyes filled his face, staring up at the ceiling as they thrusted back dryly at each other to ride out their orgasms.

Malefor let out a jet of fire as well, his deep rumble shaking the very ground they stood on as he spurted jets of black seed onto the ground, even spattering them on the side with some from the enormous load of his and distance it traveled from the intensity of it. Spyro instinctively moaned out, watching him masturbate to them turning evil, a dark thought of being used by Malefor as well filling his mind. 'Yes... I need his cock inside me... Still horny...' Yet even with the needy state he was in, he could feel darkness starting to overwhelm even his brain, taking away the idea of choice until all that was left was a dark cloud, empty of choice left to simply react and obey. Cynder fell into this trance as well, their lust seeming to become a driving factor.

Malefor let out deep pants as he calmed down, stroking his member and motioning to the two, the chain he had removed a little while ago appearing again on them, the snake necklaces and magical green chain linking them together along with a separate chain that was connected to Malefor's paw. He called them over, Cynder pulling out from Spyro when her knot deflated and pulled out, both leaking dark fluids before settling on each side of Malefor's throne, staring at his cock in heat. "There we are. Wonderful, strong dragons turned into heat-ridden pets for my amusement. Yes, I could get used to this.~"