Sword saintess and priestess

Alright, time to get things back on track. You look around and consider who to have speak up next? You look over and spot two looking to you with unique expressions. Resigned defiance, interesting. “Tiana, will you speak your mind?”

The now young woman looks back and in her eyes is the immortal who has screen far too much. “This body was not part of my wish Dragon, did you twist my wish in some demented way? Maybe that I would be the caravan members each day?”

“Nothing so warped. I just felt you were missing out on quite a bit of life, stuck as prepubescent girl. I think you will find that your new height and reach has benefits in a battle. As for the convoy of pilgrims I have restored what my predecessor destroyed. They are currently rumbling down the road to this castle we sit in and you can go and meet them soon. I must say I find their fate doubly distasteful.”

Tianas mostly maintains her stoic disinterest however you can feel the spike of interest at your statement. However, you decide to let her nibble on that bit of bait you have laid out. “Now, let’s set some things strait. I will not demand anything carnal of you, though the option for debauchery is open. I will ask that you work in the interest of me and mine and I demand that you do not work against us.”

You watch her stance shift and change as you talk. Relief at not being required to serve you sexually, embarrassed at the implication she could. Guarded agreement at your request of assistance and slight guilt at the implication she may act as a sabatuer. “I will still serve my goddess and will not work against her. But, I think I can at least work with you some, if you can promise me you will not destroy my goddess or her church.” “I can give you my word I will not destroy your goddess nor her church.” I will just bind her and redefine their dogma.

“And what of me?” You look to the young woman. “What about you Sofiel?” “I have willingly offered myself to you in this bargain. You may have my body and I may even be **** by this pact to have some affection for you. But know my goddess will always be first in my thoughts and holds full claim to my soul. You may slake your lusts on my body, you may **** me to bend to your perverse will, you may even **** my womb to swell with your whelps and to have them nurtured by my breasts. You may take full advantage of that I am powerless and bound to your degenerate will. My goddess will clamp my pure soul in the end.”

You are momentarily speechless. Ok did not have that on the bingo card. Melissa is managing to **** back her laughter. Just barely. Tiana has a frustrated and exasperated look on her face, and most of the other companions are looking on with various expressions of amusement, surprise, or embarrassment.

You can’t help but notice the flush of the young priestess face and if that wasn’t clear enough your nose is telling you she is going to leave a noticeable puddle when she stands up.

“Sofiel, did you by chance come of age in a cloister?” You have to ask

“I was raised and trained by the sisters of merciful light in the high temple of the bright lady.” She seems so proud of her history

“There was a restricted section of the library or a hidden cash of books?” You see her falter for a moment, clearly you hit the mark. Melissa is snickering into Grixs hair.

“Ok, we’ll we can play out those scenes from those books you found, I’m not even surprised there are dragon kidnap and sex stories. However, I need to make you aware of something.”

Your comment seems to have snapped the young woman out of the horny feuge she was in.

“Magic is a form of energy, it can not be created or destroyed. When you wished for me to remove that young girls magical potential it had to go somewhere.”

“Oh, then you are even mightier than I suspected having absorbed her power and added it to your own.”

“Nope, her magic is that of a human and as such would be incompatible with a dragon.”

She is no fool despite her pussy hogging a fair bit of her mental bandwidth. It takes only a moment to comprehend what you are hinting at. Her eyes widen in shock as she look’s inwards. “Yes, you are now the vessel of that magical talent, fortunately your existing skills and inclination towards healing have acted to direct it. I suspect you will make quite the arcane healer.”

Sofiel has dropped back into her seat in shock. Clearly the idea she would become a magic user had not crossed her mind when she made her wish. “If it helps, I will extend the same offer to you as Tiana. I also find myself in need of a court healer, I think you may find the position rewarding.” She nods slightly at your offer clearly still locked into an internal struggle. You make a mental note to keep an eye on her. A glance shared and Melissa gives you a slight nod of agreement.