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"L-Let me see them." The Amazon was wary of a trap, but she couldn't turn down a potential opportunity to see her lost sisters. Luroon smirked and beckoned her with a claw.

"Follow me, then." The demoness walked through the imposing doorway, and the Amazon followed at a distance. Every demon that she passed watched the mortal warily, but none of them attacked, waiting on their Mistress' orders. The Amazon was starting to realize just how bad of an idea it was to willingly walk into an enemy fortress.

"So, what is your name, Amazon? I normally don't care, but you've managed to catch my interest."

"...Forna," she replied "But don't think that you're going to get friendly with me. As soon as I've made sure that my sisters are safe, I'm taking you down."

Luroon chuckled and waved a dismissive hand.

"We'll see."

The pair descended down a long spiral staircase. A group of demons had decided to follow them, still watching Forna carefully. They carried sheathed swords or daggers which their hands rested on, ready to draw at a moments notice.

Finally at the bottom, Forna gritted her teeth when she saw a long hallway lined with cells. She had expected that her sisters wouldn't have been giving comfortable rooms, of course, but it still galled her to know that they were in some dungeon cell.

Forna peered in at the cells as they passed. To her surprise, some the prisoners inside started cheering when they realized that Luroon was nearby. They reached out through the bars to try and touch her, but she paid them no mind. But not all of them were happy to see her. Some cried for mercy, or even just to be killed. Even more huddled as far away from the bars as possible, to frightened of her to speak.

Luroon stopped in front of one of the cells, and Forna's heart nearly stopped. Inside were three of her sisters. She recognized them clearly; Their size alone enough to identify them as fellow Amazons, but she knew their faces well. But they weren't quite how she remembered them. They'd been changed.

The first one she recognized was Agvar. Once the greatest warrior in Forna's village, her body was completely different. Gone were the toned, imposing muscles of the woman Forna had most looked up to. She wore no clothing, so Forna could plainly see how plump and soft she looked, with a noticeable paunch. Her breasts were massive; Forna had been considered quite busty for an Amazon, but Agvar's were at least twice as big. They were ponderous, so hefty that a person could hide beneath them, and she wouldn't even know they were there.

Sitting next to her was Pallta. Though a year younger in age than Forna herself, she had been well known for her swiftness. She carried messages to and from other villages faster than anyone. But now, her absurdly sized rear and fat thighs would likely make even walking a challenge. To Forna's horror, she was rubbing her own pussy, which was so large and puffy that even though Forna had never seen Pallta nude, she knew it couldn't be what she was born with.

The third one Forna couldn't identify for a moment, because her face was blocked by Agvar's bust. But the Amazon peeked around, and Forna saw her own mother, Zirna. Unlike the others, her body was mostly unaltered, still toned and fit. Unaltered, save for the gigantic cock swinging between her legs. Her lips were also fat and pouty, as if she was permanently puckering up.

Forna thought that she had been ready for anything. She was expecting corpses, or disheveled, malnourished prisoners. But this... to see her cherished friends and family turned into hyper-sexualized dolls... nothing could have prepared her for it.

Luroon grinned sadistically. She hadn't expected to be able to show off her work to somebody who had known the Amazons before their transformation. Suddenly, she was doubly proud of her little experiment. The horror on her challenger's face told her all she needed to know; It was a complete and total success. She leaned in to the trembling Amazon.

"You know... this is permanent. Even if you kill me, they'll still be like this forever. It's not just their bodies, either. They've been brainwashed into perfect sluts."

As if to reinforce this point, Zirna rushed to the bars of the cell. Her fat, throbbing cock protruded between them, a thick drop of precum dropping to the floor.

"Are you here to fuck us, Mistress? It's been so long! Oh, I've missed your cock sooooo much."

Agvar came up behind Zirna and reached around, stroking her cock and pressing her tits into Zirna's back.

"At least tell us that delicious girl is for us. I love playing with my sisters, but I'd love a little more variety."

Forna shivered. They looked at her like she was a meal just out of reach.

"Don't you recognize me? It's Forna! Agvar, Pallta... Mother. You can't have forgotten me!"

Pallta squinted at her. She clapped her hands and reached through the bars to take her hand.

"Oh, Forna! You've grown so much, I didn't recognize you. You're all grown up now, huh? Say..." She licked her lips. "Do you eat ass? I've been dying get get my ass and pussy eaten at the same time while I suck your mom's yummy cock."

Luroon chuckled and gripped Forna's shoulders, her lips inches away from her ear.

"Well? You can't save them. Why not just join them? At least that way, you can be together with them. You can't beat me; You're in the heart of my palace, surrounded by my minions. If you give in, I might go easy on you and leave a little bit of your old personality."