Nameria speaks to the Dragon, and no one is there to stop her

The witch queen had been waiting too much for this oportunity. The girl had no magic in her, she would not be as resistant as the elf had been, and been ****, her mommy was in no position to stop her now. Myrce was scared, but that was to be expected and it did not stop Nameria. Soon, the girl's body was completely under her control, and she returned her clothes to her original form, She was wearing her beloved crown once more.

"YES!" She said outloud. It was wonderful to have a body again, to have legs to move and hands to touch things with. The girl's body was also more compatible with her original self, unlike Lunnara's skinny form. Her tits could still be bigger but it was a nice improvement. She brought her new hands to said tits and pinched her swollen nipples. That quickly made her moan. It was wonderful and missed sensation.

"Who are you? What are you doing to me?" screamed the girl in her mind.

"Be quiet, peasant. You serve a higher purpose now." Said she while twisting her nipples.

"What did you do to Mommy?"

"Your Mommy is not going to help you now."

She them looked down to her new cunt, covered by that dreadful spider-silk covering. You have a kink for denying others of her orgasm, you flat slut... well not any more. I'm gonna use this cunt and I'm gonna cum like I deserve to. She chanted the proper spell to destroy the pussy trap, she released her magic directly into the magic thread and then... nothing happened.

"WHAT?"

She tried the counterspell again, this time invoking more and more of her power, but still the same result.

"No one undoes the will of my Mommy!"

"SHUT UP, YOU LOBOTOMISED SLUT."

She realised them that the seal of this new body had the same magical mark as her own, it was a lesser enchantment, but one created from the same matrix. They must recognised each other as the same thing, because the same stupid elf created them for a similar purpose. Instead of getting rid of her curse by leaving the sorceress' body, she had reinforced it by choosing a vessel that belonged to her and that was willingly devoted to her.

FUCK.

In that precise moment, the figure of the dragon took a complete form, his beautiful and perfect anatomy manifesting itself in the world, once again, and Romulus spread her wings with a furious roar. His golden eyes shinning with the promise of ****, and claws crowning the tips of his fingers: "REMUS!" He screamed. So that is it. Thought the witch-queen. Someone took the egg of his dark brother and awaken him. A dark shadow will fall on this world and he has sense the call to stop it.

"My lord." She said.

The dragon of live turned back to her. His angered facade softened in the presence of a beautiful and naked woman. "Who are you?"

Nameria used a quick spell and soon her original voice came out of the girls mouth while her eyes returned to her original pink. "Don't you remember me, my love?" She said.

"Nameria? How?"

"I have missed you so much, my beautiful lord." She said on the verge of tears.

"Your robes... your will still lives through them."

"It does. My hearth may no longer beat, but my love for you, my desire for you, that will be eternal, most beautiful and wisest of creatures. I have been awake all this time... I have watch you and longed for your form inside me, I have been listening, and that's why I could tell you..." She them pointed to the comatose elf lying on the floor. "...that this woman is an impostor, an agent of Evil, and she must be destroyed!"