The Healers Robes

The dwarf was immediately drawn to the white temple robes with red crosses, it was an obvious choice. On closer inspection. The healers garb was a knee length white robe, with a build in hood, and the red crosses formed straps across the chest, back, up the spine where they joined a similar strip along the rim of the hood. The voluminous sleeves featured the same red straps running down the backs of the arms, meeting the stripe at the spine and circling the sleeves at the elbow and wrist.

She followed Esta's example, retrieving the robes from the display and placing them on the bench in rooms center. The mage took a moment from her search for a focus to inspect the garment with Aelia.

Running her hands along the red stripes she hummed. "Good quality, the stripes automatically adjust to fit the wearer and stop the robes from getting in the way. Seems to amplify healing magics too. Good choice!" She nudged Aelia's shoulder conspiratorially. "Should be comfortable!"

The mage twirled and turned back to the weapon racks, her hips offering an alluring sway as she strutted back to the wall.

Aelia shrugged and laid her stave down on the desk before pulling the robe over her head, smoothing it down over her body. The straps indeed contracted to match her figure, pressing in snugly. "Ough, its definately tight, not going to flap about." The dwarf said.

The trouble began when she reached for her staff, as she picked it back up the ruby gem at its tip began to glow with a brilliant light. The red stripes on her robes glowed the same and pink energy began to crackle between the rod and her robes.

Before her eyes she watched the rod shrink further, tearing itself from her grip, the smooth surface and gem morphing. Once it finished a highly detailed white marble penis floated before, long and girthy, the ruby now cut in the shape of a heart, still glowing with a pink light.

Aelia stood jaw slack watching the transformation. "Damn it! I liked that staff." She reached out to touch the transformed rod, only for it to evade her grasp and dive for her open mouth. It slid home buried deep between her lips as her shriek was cut off, gagging at the sudden deepthroat.

Her hands reached for the base of the gag, only for the still glowing stripes of her robe to contract further, dragging her arms back and behind her, wrists meeting, then elbows. **** to bend forward by her bound arms she looked down to watch the red stripe at the hem of the robes contract next. It climbed her curvaceous form, passing her thighs, then her navel, finally closing tight under her bust forcing her breasts into greater prominence and forcing the air from her nose. Not finished, her vision went dark, blinded by white cloth as the strap at the robes rim tightened over the bridge of her nose, leaving her nose and mouth uncovered.

The robe now resembled an armbinder, with attatched hood and chest wrap, the red straps forming crosses placed directly over her nipples, her forehead emblazoned with a similar cross. The healer stumbled, struggling against her restraints, falling face first onto the table of lewder toys.

The pink energy flared, dancing across the desk, as several items began to glow and float up as she rolled to the floor, writhing against her bonds. A long chain of highly detailed rose pink beads slithered across the floor growing larger before finally finding a home between the cheeks of her ass. Aelia squealed around the cock in her mouth as one by one the beads popped into her anus, the chains end a silver bell jingling merrily on a short chain.

A wide alabaster posture collar rose next wrapping itself around her neck growing to form a head harness complete with ring gag between her spread lips, forming a seal with the jeweled dildo. Finally a set of silver chains, spiked crosses forming every other link, lashed itself in her direction. Several feet long, three chains branching from the main. The robe opened cross shaped cutouts over her nipples as each was enveloped by a silver sleeve of metal, squeezing them tight. The unlucky healer screamed sharply as four holes in the nipple sleeves were filled by silver bars tipped with ruby beads, piercing through the stiffened flesh, forming a final cross. The third chain snaked down to her navel, piercing it with a cross framed in a heart. The chain finally attatched itself to a silver ring hanging from the collar.

At last she lay still, chest heaving on the floor, the cloth of the hood stained with tears. Gondi tiptoed over to the stricken dwarf, as the long free end of the chain rose to her hand, forming a hinged bracelet and closing gently over her wrist.

The rest of the party stood in shock, in mere moments the poor dwarf had been bound, plugged and pierced and now lay squirming on the flagstones. Gondi examined the chain, now clasped to her wrist giving it an experimental tug, drawing a squeal from Aelia as it tugged sharply on her nipples. She struggled to her knees and rose onto shaking legs with the goblins 'assistance'.

"I think im skipping armour." Said the warrior, caressing the dwarves buttocks and looking over to the weapon racks. A wicked smile split her lips.