Daelana and Lila

Daelana sat on her bed while Lila looked through her wardrobe. Lila managed to find sets of her old purple wizard's uniform, but they were all a bit different than how she remembered them. Each one of her outfits now had a space to show her cleavage. She was quite embarrassed of it. She was very used to hiding her large breasts behind her robes and now that was impossible. She also could not find her staff. She had used her own staff as a simple focus to strengthen the potency of her spells. She knew very little of how this place worked, but she assumed the spells she was given wouldn't require a staff. In truth, she couldn't stop thinking of those spells. She really didn't want to cast them on anybody, especially her friends. At the same time, she definitely didn't want them cast on herself. She pushed those worries aside for a moment as she looked across the room at her new roommate.

Daelana had only found more of the goth clothes in her closet. Nothing but black dresses and fishnet stockings for every conceivable part of her body. There were even different kinds of dresses but all in that same style. She despised them all. She took it as a mockery of her black armor, something that came to be feared by all the minions of darkness. Goblins would flee in terror, orcs would shudder in their armor, and even demons would be wary when they saw the silhouette of her clad in battle gear approaching. It was an outfit that could rival the dark lord's in intimidation. But this outfit that they gave her now was pitiful in comparison. She hated the fishnets in particular, literally full of holes like weaknesses in armor. Though she would wear so much, she would be left so exposed. She was sure that's how they wanted her to feel: **** and weak in a fetishized version of her once glorious attire.

This wasn't even mentioning that she was contemplating having to spend this night with Malgor. She once would've damned herself forever for simply losing a battle to him. This was far worse. Having to withstand a whole night in an intimate space with her worst enemy, even potentially giving her virginity to him? The idea was so humiliating she wouldn't have even considered it a possibility until now. Her thoughts laid with the souls of the people she lost. In times of trouble she always thought of them, how they looked down upon her and judged her every move, begging her to bring them peace and solace. It would motivate her to keep on moving forward, but thinking of it now just made everything worse. What must they be thinking, seeing her prepare herself to be a whore to the man that slaughtered them? She just wanted to block everything from her mind. Lila noticed her visibly writhing in agony and carefully approached her.

"Uh... Daelana?" said Lila, "Do you need anything?"

"No," Daelana said coldly.

"Oh," said Lila, "I mean... you probably don't feel good, so... are you sure?"

"Yes," she said just as coldly as before.

Lila backed away nervously as she paced the room. She had already looked over the living quarters and recognized its pristine condition. Even in her own magical community they did not have the quality of life that she had in this room. It was something that distracted her enough to not feel as miserable as Daenala was surely feeling.

"The room they gave us is pretty nice," said Lila, "Uh... they even have a library."

Daelana didn't respond. Lila gulped, feeling the tension in the air almost physically upon her. She went over the the bookshelf. There were many books she had read before but also many she hadn't. There was fiction, history, poetry, songs, and even books she didn't recognize at all. Out of curiosity, she reached for one of the books she didn't know, relegated to the far end of the shelf. As she flipped it around, she saw the cover: a naked blonde elf girl screaming as she was rammed from behind by a large, burly orc.

"Eep!" said Lila.

She instinctively looked away from the lewd scene depicted on the cover. But when she looked over and saw Daelana paying no attention to her at all, curiosity got the better of her. She cautiously looked back, taking in the perverse illustration with all of her senses. Her mother would've scolded her so badly if she had found her with a book like this. Her hands shook mightily as she held it. She had never seen a picture like this before. Obviously her parents had taught her about sex, but seeing a depiction like this was much different. She looked at the elf girl's face, a weird combination of fear and happiness, something that made no sense to Lila. She knew that orcs were all minions of the dark lord and that surely any sexual interaction between an elf and an orc wouldn't be consensual on the part of the elf. So why did this picture depict the elf girl as being filled with pleasure? She was intrigued, almost enough to open the book itself. But as her fingers inched their way towards the pages, her heart filled with fear that overwhelmed her. She quickly shoved the book back into it's shelf and turned around to make sure Daelana didn't see her. Thankfully, she was still brooding. Lila backed away from the books.

She stiffly shuffled her way back to her bed where she sat down across from Daelana. Neither would make a sound. Lila couldn't stop the butterflies in her stomach, both from the predicament she and her friends found themselves in and from the negativity radiating from Daelana at that moment. She wished more than anything that Daelana would feel better. She may have brooded aplenty during their past travels, but never to this extent, so tinged with hopelessness.

"Daelana," said Lila, "It may not be so bad..."

Daelana shot up to look at her.

"What do you know about it?" said Daelana, "Not that bad? I'm sure you feel comfortable saying that from where you're sitting! You're not going to fuck him in the next hour! Him! The man that took everything from me and now I have to give him my dignity too? No, you don't know what it's like! How are you gonna feel when it's your turn? When you have to go up to his room and let him **** your little ass with his big fucking dick? How will you feel then, huh?"

Lila's legs curled up onto the bed. Daelana's sudden outburst scared her beyond belief. As she continued to berate her, Lila couldn't stop tears from escaping her eyes. Daelana's rage subsided as she saw its effects on poor Lila. She clenched her fist and let it shake, cursing herself for making such a long known party member cry like that.

"Shit," she said, "I didn't mean that Lila. I just... fuck! What's even happening? How is any of this real?"

Lila looked at her through teary eyes, her legs relaxing a little. Daelana stared off to the side and buried her hands into the bed below her, still very upset. Lila desperately searched for something to say, knowing Daelana would gladly let the piercing silence continue.

"I mean..." said Lila, "How do you know his... dick is big?"

Daelana was a bit surprised to hear Lila say a naughty word. She let herself chuckle a bit, which made Lila smile.

"Believe me Lila, I'd love nothing more than to see he has a tiny baby dick that couldn't handle anything," said Daelana, "But did you look in the cupboard?"

"Uh, yes," said Lila, "It was... interesting."

"Either they're getting us scared for nothing," said Daelana, "Or that's the actual size of him. Given what they've done already it wouldn't surprise me."

Lila suddenly felt her heart beat faster and her face flush. She saw the dildo with her own eyes. Though it embarrassed her greatly to occupy her mind with such things, she remembered the first thing she thought of when she saw it: there was no way it would fit, especially in her. Was that truly his size in real life? She felt even more scared for Daelana now. That fear also applied to herself, knowing that she'd eventually have to do the same. She needed to say something else to keep it off her mind. It was too bad she was paired with Daelana, one who wasn't known for talking. Lila herself often couldn't find words to say either, not because she brooded, but because she was often too nervous to speak.

"Well, at least we have something to practice with?" said Lila.

Daelana stared at her. Lila gulped again, knowing immediately that was the wrong thing to say.

"Are you serious?" said Daelana, "I'm not indulging these creeps. There's no way I'm putting that thing inside me!"

Lila was **** to not come off as a pervert.

"Only to prepare!" said Lila, "I mean... you have to do it anyways! Well, we don't know yet but maybe! Uhhh... uhhh... if you want me to... put you... you know... make you more excited... I guess I can..."

"Don't you dare cast one of those fucking spells on me!" said Daelana, "If you do, I will hurt you! I'm not even kidding!"

"Sorry!" said Lila.

Lila crawled further into her bed. The last thing she wanted to do was piss off Daelana, even if she had to cast one of these spells before day's end. Even with the threat of the morning hanging over her head, Lila just couldn't bring herself to do it. Daelana looked out the window. She saw the sky turning orange as the sun hovered menacingly over the horizon of the sea. She knew that as the sun dropped it would portend the night she was about to endure. She sighed, seeing nothing she could do to make it better. The best she could do was settle Lila's fears.

"You don't have to worry about me Lila," said Daelana, "Whatever is coming, I'll handle it as I always have."

"Huh?" said Lila, "But... But..."

"You know me," said Daelana, "If I can do anything, it's take a beating. I'll go into that palace and deal with whatever is waiting for me. I won't give him the satisfaction of seeing me crumble and break. No way! You know that, right?"

Lila wondered if she really did know that. She had to admit that seeing Daelana's transformation changed how she thought about her. She didn't forget how Daelana moaned as Helga cracked a whip on her. When she said she could take a beating, it didn't ring the same way as it would've in the past. Still, she didn't want to discourage Daelana.

"Yes," said Lila, "Of course."

Daelana gave a faint smile before looking out to the horizon once more, hardening her expression.

"Well, better get this over with," said Daelana.

Malgor let the image in the crystal ball fade away. He felt that he had enough information for now. It would be very useful to look in on the girls as they thought they were alone. He could account for all of their feelings and gauge their weaknesses. It would be a useful tool as he decided what he wanted to do to each and every one of them over the course of this game.