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Domines Dawn, the tallest and most silent of her small patrol of sisters, waited in the cabin that was their prison. Just like the others, she could not move and was **** to take this embarrassing position of squatting over the floor while keeping her pussycat bare for anyone to see by the xeno's abominations that romed the cabin. She would kill them all, tearing them apart with her bare hands, if she could only reach for them.

Sadily for her dreams of righteous fury, she had her arms sowed into her side by the foul creatures scale, preventing her from putting her from so much as putting her hand in front of her face, much less reaching anything in front of her. So not only did she have to suffer humiliation by Xeno's scum, but she also had to suffer sorcery being used on her body, which is heresy. So the longer she was **** to stay in this humiliating pose without doing anything about it, the more she was damned for her lack of restraint to the dark powers of the xeno's around her.

Domines Dawn would not be damned, nor would she allow any of her sisters to be damned. She would figure out the weakness of the xeno's creatures around her, and once she found the flaw in her captivity, she would kill them all and be sanctified in their blood. She knew there would be a flaw in her restraints as the Xeno's were imperfect in all they did, for they were flawed in not being human, which was perfection.

She saw the man return; her anger became even stronger as she stared **** at the traitorous scum. He looked away from her, no doubt feeling shame from turning away from the emperor, as she reminded him with her glare. She would be sure, unlike his Xeno's friends, that his **** would not be quick; she would have taken her time giving him to the fire as slowly as she could.

Time passed slowly as night came. Domines tried to sleep, but her body, having been modified by the hands of the xeno's scum, did not operate as it should. She could now only feel her thoughts slow as she fell into a dream-like state somewhere on the edge of sleep and awake. Eventually the traitorus scum left, taking two of the black-scaled xeno's with him, leaving only three left. Which would have been easy enough for her and her two battle sisters to overpower sadily, their bodies were still crippled in their current state, but she would find a way to bring the god emperor's wrath upon the xeno's and the traitor's especially.

So they were left there, as the three xeno's left would mess with their bodies. They held special attention to the woman who had been there when they were brought there—a heavily pregnant woman. Surely another sign she needed to act quickly, for only the god emperor knew what the xeno's scum wanted to do with the human child she would give birth to. Now she knew it would be acts of heresy most foul, but despite the added incentive, she was in no position to do anything.

So she watched and she waited as the traitor to mankind eventually returned with six more of the red scales, tripling the number of xeno's keeping them imprisoned. She could only hope the other red xeno's had not returned because they had died horribly to her sisters that were patrolling the swamp. The man who she watched like Hawk went about repairing fishing nets and helping the other xeno's maintain their bone-based fishing spears. though from what she could tell he was doing this more to pass the time constructively than anything else.

Eventually the sun began to dip and the night was starting; she could tell from the way the light had stopped hitting her sides from the few windows the cabin she was being held in had. Upon noticing the night had begun, the traitor waved to several of the xeno's who had twisted her body; he had told them to prep her for transport. They xeno's heard and obeyed the traitor, making their way over to her and began the dark work of twisting and contorting her body to their power with their black scales.

Domines could only groan in pain as she felt her muscles and bones be twisted as if they were paper. Just as quickly as they had started, they were done, and she found herself flat and being held over the heads of two xenos as they made their way down the stairs and stuck her in the canoe before they stuck a blanket over her to hide her better. She spent some time like that flat against the bottom of the canoe as it bobed next to a dock. That ended when the traitor stepped into the canoe, and she felt the vibrations of the canoe as the traitor rowed through the swamp.

As she felt the moon light a short while after they had started this journey in the dark, Domines tried to scream to bring her sisters down upon him, but she also couldn't as the foul xeno's had clamped her mouth shut with black scales, and even her fiercest roar sounded quiet to her, and with the blanket over her, it was clear none would hear her. So Domines was stuck their seething nude as she was born as this traitor transported her through the swamp like she was luggage.

Eventually, for her sanity, which was starting to turn on her at the humiliation she felt about the current situation, she felt the canoe hit a dock, and the blanket was soon pulled off her as eager Xeno's hands picked her up and carried her over to the wall that the dock was up against. As they brought her there, she could tell it was a cave that she was in, and she tried to see as much of it as she could in the gloom.

Though once again she felt Xeno's hand burying dark scales into her and shaping her to their will. Soon enough, she found herself in another humiliating position, though this one was different from the last. As she had her breast pinned against the wall, her ass was thrust out as if she were some back alley tramp about to be fucked. Domines was beginning to wonder if they were trying to kill through pure humiliation alone.

Jollus watched as they set up the incubator he had brought from the cabin—the one they had specifically requested. As Jollus looked around, he realized they didn't have a shrine like they had at his cabin. So he grabbed the skull from the slain bearded terror and gathered hundreds of fish scales. With the materials gathered, he made a shrine to the forgotten slain race.

Once he was finished with that, he turned around and saw that the black scales were done with the incubator; they had postponed her against the wall, grinding her breast into the rock while her ass was hanging out. Not only had they made her stuck in that position, they had also added several layers of scales clearly belonging to the shredded terror to her, making her even more reptilian than the other incubators.

Jollus was wondering why exactly the black scales of the cave wanted this incubator specifically. As well as why they had modified her even further with the scales of the slain bearded terror? Jollows felt this was important as this seemed to be different from what they had done before and what they had planned for the other two.