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Chapter 3 by dsw812 dsw812

Who does Viego spot?

Lux

The Crownguard girl, Lux. Viego grinned, unleashing his mist on the wall next to him to cloak himself as he approached. She was the enemy support this game, and was probably wandering around trying to manage vision or something of the sort. Unluckily for her, Viego's team had vision on the rest of her teammates, and that's why he knew that she was all alone here.

Lux visibly panicked when she saw the Mist approaching along the wall, but even as she turned to run, it was already too late - Viego was already right behind her preparing his stun, and just as he came into her vision, he attacked, unleashing a ball of Mist to stun her, before lashing out with his massive blade, his trained swordsmanship making quick work of the squishy support. Before Lux could even think about counterplay, her health bar had depleted, and Viego watched the life leave her eyes as she turned into a wraith, ready for Viego to take over.

"Too easy," Viego smiled, reaching out to touch the wraith and feeling his power pull his undead form into her petite body. Viego blinked, and suddenly found himself looking out of Lux's eyes, holding her crystal staff and feeling her tight clothes wrapped around her soft skin. He curled her lips into a smile as he looked down at his temporary body, at his feet in Lux's boots still partially submerged in the river, before reaching a slender hand up to cup a breast under her armor. This wasn't Viego's first time possessing the Demacian mage, but usually in matches it was in the heat of combat, so he'd never actually taken the time to explore her body.

There was no time to waste, though - the powers of the Rift restricted Viego's abilities to only a few brief moments, and Viego intended to make the most of them by thoroughly embarassing the mage - hopefully such a lewd act would have the Summoners think twice before forcing him back onto the Rift. Closing his eyes, Viego concentrated, trying to relax the subconscious restraint in Lux's groin, and smiled as he felt her muscles loosen. Soon enough it started - a trickle of piss started to flow out from her vagina, before increasing to a steady stream, drenching and staining the inside of her bodysuit. Viego grinned as he felt the piss running down her legs and pooling around his small feet in her boots, and just as the smell of urine reached his nose, he felt his possession fading. "Good enough for now," he thought, opening his eyes to see the pulsing green around his vision threatening to pull him back out. "Let us do this again sometime, Luxanna."

Viego blinked, and found himself back in his own form, his legs no longer stained with piss, and he looked down just in time to see Lux's body fade as she respawned back in her team's fountain. With a smile, the Ruined King set off back into the jungle, for once satisfied that a match had actually been amusing.


Lux gasped as she came to in the fountain, her mind racing to catch up with what had just happened. She had been trying to set up vision around the dragon pit when she suddenly saw Viego's Mist approaching, but unfortunately she was unable to escape, and the last thing she remembered was getting stunned. Presumably, Viego had killed and possessed her, though she didn't have any memory of the event - luckily none of her teammates had been around for him to use her magic against. Still, though, the idea of the undead king crawling inside her skin had never been a comfortable thought for her, and every time he had done it she always felt a little uneasy for the rest of the match - like wearing clothes right after someone else had taken them off, when they were still warm with the other person's body heat.

As she turned to leave the fountain, however, she realized that this time she felt particularly uncomfortable. "Why do I feel... wet?" Normally, the magic of the Rift removed the water from the river as soon as you left it - and certainly the respawn would've dried her off. Come to think of it, it wasn't just her feet - her legs felt wet, and... warm, and... sticky... "Oh, gross!" she screamed, realizing what had happened. "Did that undead bastard make me pee my pants?!?" Angrily, she tried to wipe her legs dry, pulling off her boots to pour out the rapidly-drying urine (much to the disgust of both the shopkeep and her teammates nearby), before finally stomping indignantly out of the fountain, her damp clothes sticking to her skin with each step, and a vague scent of urine following her. "When I find you Viego... ugh, just you wait!"

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