Dwarf to Demon

When Shirona opened the door to the guild master’s office, she saw what she had hoped would not be the case; Felnira, Razeria, and Marin were all completely naked in the room with an equally naked Delvin. Delvin’s penis was on the larger side for humans and the like. He had Felnira bent over the desk to fuck her from behind; she and the other naked ladies were a little too excited to get plowed by Delvin, in Shirona’s opinion. At random intervals, Shirona saw the three flickering between their usual appearance and some sort of demon that had a similar frame; Felnira flicked between her usual look and some sort of ice demon, Razeria would flicker between her usual look and some sort of demon with tattoos that were shifting their appearance, Marin changed her appearance and became some kind of demonic dragon. The sounds and cries of sex were practically echoing throughout the room.

Shirona gave out a slow annoyed sigh. Her mind was jumping about to some really ridiculous stuff; she couldn’t figure out why her mind was doing this to her. She could navigate the dream, but her control was practically nonexistent. Shirona was starting to feel under the impression that someone had generated the dream and was the actual one in control of the dream. Since the actual center of command was basically nothing more than a den of sex, Shirona decided to make her way back to her workshop; even in a dream world, she should at least be able to find something intended to wake her up.

On her way back down the stairs, Shirona noticed everyone had changed to varying copies of her in skimpy attire. All her alternate selves were dressed in semblances of different life paths she could have taken but decided to not pursue, and they all even were different sorts of builds and frames she herself had been through at different points in her life, even if they all had a bit more of a kinky slant than she was comfortable seeing. Shirona needed to find the reason for why she was seeing all this erotic nonsense. She suddenly recalled Felnira saying something about strange energies back when things were just starting, and before Felnira herself started acting a bit off.

Shirona made her way through the strange amalgam of structures before arriving at what she thought was one of the entryways to the passage leading to her lab. Opening the door, she found that to be noticeably inaccurate. Opening the door, she was treated to a very large bed with Felnira and her demon double getting fucked on said bed, and both versions of her were being as loud as possible with her erotic noises. Shirona quickly shut the door and headed to another hidden doorway, only to have the same thing with Razeria on the side, and both versions of her were being pretty sexually aggressive. Shirona quickly shut the door and went to another hidden doorway; she had a feeling she knew what was on the other side this time but hoped she was wrong; on the other side of the door were both versions of Marin being fucked up against the wall making more subdued erotic noises, the passageway Shirona was looking for was unfortunately between the two Marins and their partners. Before progressing further, Shirona just had to scream out, “What the fuck is going on here?”

“Didn’t you figure out yet,” inquired the Marin on the left as she was fucked by a version of Delvin.

The demonic Marin, being fucked by a more demonic Delvin, said, “His power has already flowed into you; it’s filling your being. Your mind and soul are practically his already.”

“You just to offer up yourself to him,” said the normal Marin.

“Like we did,” said the demonic Marin, “your attempts to hinder his power were turned against you. That armor that was intended to protect you from outside magical powers flooded you with his power.”

“That’s what happened to the two of them,” said Shirona in surprise; she no longer felt the urge to make her way to the lab, “his power entered them and corrupted them into his loyal servants, but the only way that could happen is if he had that power already. And last time I checked, Delvin didn’t have that power, and you were careful enough not to allow such things to happen to yourself.”

“The ice mage and guild muscle were slowly corrupted without their knowledge, and initially against their will,” said the regular Marin with a smirk as she continued to get pounded.

“But I was different,” continued the Demon Marin, “I willingly allowed the corruption in, with fervor. I always craved being corrupted by demonic power, I just hid it well, and he gave me the experience I envied in those who had encountered demons. I didn’t need a medium to pour the power into me, like the snacks he gave those two or armor with corrupted magic cores he did with you. I just needed to kiss him, and now he fills me with his power whenever I ask. Soon, you will be our new demon sister; you just need to make the request and cite the creed the rest of us did.”

“You’re almost there,” continued the normal Marin, “all your experiences here have been towards that end; all you need to do is embrace this new truth, and you’ll finally be free in a way you didn’t think possible. You’ll awaken and feel his blessed gift, then become the you that you never thought possible, in all the best ways.”

“So,” said Shirona, “Delvin is some kind of demon, and you’ve sworn fealty to him?”

Both Marins laughed like it was the most amusing joke they had ever heard, “Delvin,” said the Demon Marin, “our master isn’t a demon. He was born a demon-kin, yes, but he’s the successor in power to a Devil Lord; all of us and the guild are just part of the first phase in his rise of power. And so far, all of us have been reborn as rare demons, and I can see the demon you’ll be reborn as.”

Shirona suddenly woke up; she could feel her body burning with sexual need, far more than she thought possible. Shirona quickly moved to pull off her armor, only to find it had already been removed and was neatly arranged by the door. A quick look around told her that she was in one of the rooms of the inn the guild always kept on hold for urgent matters. Marin was also by the door, her eyes actively glowing as she stared back at the dwarf. “Have a nice nap,” she inquired with a smirk.

“You’re the one who tampered with the armor to allow the corruption into me, weren’t you,” inquired Shirona as she lifted herself out of the bed.

“I just opened the passageway,” said Marin with a smirk, “and the tampering with your security was done by my sister at our master’s behest; we knew just how you would react and behave. Now, you have no choice but to join his harem and be reborn, like we were.”

“I saw clues, and met some really weird versions of you in there,” said Shirona, “the dream yous explained everything.”

“To be more accurate,” said Marin, “you figured it all out; all the clues were there, and the dream just used me as a mouthpiece to explain what you already had figured out in the back of your mind.”

“Not entirely,” said Shirona, “the corruption included echoes of what happened with all of you; it took my mind getting those additional tidbits to piece it together, including things I could have never found out prior to when both versions of you discussed everything with me. Bring him in; I think it’s time to see how this goes for me.”

Marin gave the dwarf a nod before leaving the room; a few moments later, Delvin entered the room completely naked. Shirona walked right up to him and said she had his loyalty for the time being and just finish this already. The next thing Shirona knew, she was up against the wall in the best sex of her life; she could feel her whole body and mind melting to it all. Almost as soon as Delvin had put his considerable member into her vaginal tract, Shirona could feel her womb eagerly approaching his rod, and the spray of jizz inside of her shortly after practically knocked her right out.

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What felt like hours later saw Shirona awakening from her bliss; she looked over at the full-body mirror to see she had completely changed. Her body was now a steely color, her eyes were some mix of copper and iron, the whites of her eyes looked like they were some kind of forge oil, her bust had expanded to a FFF-Cup, her body had a much tighter and muscled structure to it, her arms and legs were toned and muscled in ways she had only seen master smiths among the dwarves look after decades of being a master of their craft, her hair had all decided to pull a disappearing act, the tips of her fingers were topped and tipped with metallic bits that ended in needles she could manipulate with just a little thought, and she could expand the skimpy armor-like bits on her body at the waist, groin, and just below her bust into fully armored pieces but it felt more natural to have it all in the impractical configuration.

Shirona had only heard rumors about what this was. Marin entered the room, this time in her demonic dragon form, “Well, looks like another fun one,” said the demonic dragoness, “a Forge Demon; those are almost as rare as demonic dragons. I guess we’ll have to come up with a new name for you to use among our master and demonic sisters.”

“Meltorna,” said Shirona, “being freed from my mortal bonds helped clear some things up for me, and the name that appeals to me most is Meltorna. So, what’s next?”

“You’re going to help me to absorb the knowledge and power of a high-tier succubus,” said Hilthrika with a smirk, “and while we’re prepping for that, we’re going to corrupt the rest of the guild. But we’ll have to hurry; there is a church nearby, and we really should be bringing them into the fold as well.”

“Sounds like we’re gonna be busy for a while,” said Meltrona with a smirk of her own, “just tell me what is needed, and I’ll see what I can do; I need to test the limits of my reborn self.”