There are some who look up and wish

THE ONES WHO DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE:

Victoria Valentine

I let out a small giggle as the peasant boy fell to his knees, grabbing at his (hopefully ruined) pathetic manhood. The kick wasn't THAT hard, but with this being the fifth time this week, and the twentieth time this month, the chance that he could make more pathetic grubs like himself was low. That doesn't mean I'll stop now though, as he keeps trying to surpass my scores in both Philosophy and Ethics, the nerve of this bug! And on my nineteenth birthday as well!

"Miss Valentine, You know that such behavior-" The teacher that came up behind her and actually attempt to reprimand her, stopped when I glared at him.

"Is perfectly allowed when it is used to punish those that try to overstep." I said sharply, irritated that this conversation happens almost every single time. Honestly, Mr. Dirk should just stop trying to 'defend' his son and actually try to raise him properly. It was made more annoying when he always does this around lunch time where the entirety of the school was present in the cafeteria for his show of defiance.

"It is not an overstep to accomplish a slightly better grade then you, Miss Valentine, He is here for the same reason you are, to learn, improve, and get better." I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Trash doesn't get better just because it got lucky enough to go to Lightheart Academy. It was born that way and it will die that way." I said slowly, as though talking to someone who was affected by a befuddled charm.

"Miss Valentine!" He shouted aghast. I looked in his eyes and laughed, he dares to raise his voice against me?

"Go ahead, continue yelling, see how long you and your..." I looked down at the still kneeling boy, the little bitch still wheezing, and then looked the teacher back in the eyes again, "Offspring stays here, when my father hears about this." I saw it in his eyes, the instant regret and fear, and how delightful it was to see. No time better than the present to make an example out of him. "Don't worry though, if you get on your knees right now, apologize for wasting my time and stopping a deserved punishment, and say that your pathetic son was in the wrong and should say sorry to ME, my father shall never know."

His eyes bulged out in shock and a slight amount of irritation, and attempted to beg. "Wha- no that is completely abs-"

"If you refuse, then I will go straight to my mother, and let her deal with your son." I saw the panic in his eyes at the idea of what my mom would do. I always enjoyed playing this card a lot, even though I don't understand why they fear her more than daddy. I mean yeah, Daddy was just the headmaster of Lighheart and Mommy handled the family business, but Daddy was clearly the more intense one and was also the dominant voice in the family. Whatever the reason, the threat worked, and the man quickly fell to his knees and looked up at me in terror.

"I humbly apo-"

"For hesitating, on your HANDS and knees and keep your stare at my feet, a privilege I begrudgingly yet graciously give you." I stared daggers at the man, yet internally I was happier than ever. At six foot six, the tanned skin muscular man dwarfed my four foot eleven frame, yet he was the one kneeling in fear. All was right in the world.

He didn't hesitate this time and got down, but before a single word was let loose, the ground gave way and I was falling.

---

Alexandra Archibald

I held in a sigh, as another suitor from some lesser kingdom nearby, made a flashy display of his affection and devotion to Me in poem form. I faked Smile number four, the smile you gave specifically to suitors to show you were suitably impressed, not to be mistaken with Smile number seven, which showed that you were significantly impressed and was contemplating on whether you should return the signs of affection. I held in another sigh as I observed the 'man' again when he walked away from my throne. Five foot eight with a slim, almost anorexic, build with silky brown hair, pale skin, and a constant smug smile. More feminine than some Court ladies, he lacked the qualities that I looked for in a man, much less a master. Even though my dreams of being a maid was squashed by mother after she tore the maid outfit that the nice stranger gave her and then starved her for a week to instill 'strength', I still sought to be, at the very least, accompanied by a muscular, aggressive man that towered over me, if I couldn't have him as an owner. A man Who made me feel safe from the world, and who I could let make all the decisions for me, who let it be known that by submitting to him, my life would be made better, or at least more pleasurable and less stressful.

My thoughts were interrupted by another suitor coming, bigger than me, yes, but in an unattractive way. The sin of gluttony was shown in every roll of fat that I could see, even with him wearing armor.

"My lady, fairest in all the land, I, Lord Farshield, ask for your hand in marriage. I have won seven tourneys this year in your name." He boasted, fat jiggling with every word. Smile number 4, Number FOUR.

"Very impressive, and which contest did you compete in?" I said for the sake of courtesy, the Andea damned concept.

"Armored duel, unarmed duel, chariot racing, and of course, jousting!" He said with such pride. I don't normally think REALLY mean things about people, but the idea that any poor horse could carry this fellow was absurd, much less joust.

"I see, a mirror to my dear brother Celebron, then." I said with Smile number 12, a smile when making a little jest with no intention to be rude or imply anything. The large man bore the widest smile to date upon hearing that and open his mouth to say something. But the doors slamming open interrupted the party my parents put together to let me and my numerous suitors to get acquainted with each other. The person that interrupted actually put a real smile on my face, speak of the demon.

Celebron strode pass all the suitors and attendants and stopped in front of me and my throne, the only throne in the throne room, as the others were removed so that I looked more important and impressive. I despised the idea. I enjoyed the idea of being one maid out of many who served a strong master, not pretending as though I'm the last royal of the Luminaris Empire looking for a devoted husband.

"Sister, I apologize for interrupting your wonderous party, but a matter most significant has arisen." Celebron said, a face of seriousness replacing his usual kind smile. I also recognized my second oldest brother, Alaric, who looked equally stoic.

I rose from my throne quickly, afraid of what has transpired. "What has happened, has something awful befell Laura once again." I asked quickly, fearful of another of those strange illnesses that my youngest sister contracts almost monthly.

"No, nothing quite so dire, but I must ask that you accompany me, Alaric can host the party in your stead while your away." I tried my hardest to not let the relief show on my face, any time away from this crowd is a blessing.

"Very well, I shall go." I turned to the assembled guests. "I apologize for I must leave for a second but please, continue enjoying the party, I will be right back." I moved quickly, but gracefully, careful to not move more than needed less the dress that Mother gave me, displayed even more lewdness. I reached Celebron and wrapped my arm in his, like usual. Alaric was already moving around the crowd, striking up conversations.

Celebron moved us quickly to the top of the astronomy tower, and with their quick but non-hurried walk it was merely a fifteen minute walk, yet it was made longer by his silence. The view on the tower was as wonderous as always, the sun shining beautifully on Lumis, the capital of the empire. Aside from the pleasantries and some small talk, he wouldn't say this emergency.

"You know I always enjoy this sight, and I appreciate getting away from the party, but why here?"

"The seers have confirmed that the Dragonfall is happening today. More specifically in a few minutes, they believe." He said with a warm smile. My heart almost stopped. I knew that he knew that we both wanted a different life, though I suspect he doesn't know the entirety of my wish.

"That is Amazing! You brought me here so we can make our wishes together! Thank you so much, Celie!" I couldn't help but throw myself into his arms, joy dominating my mind. Celebron made a warm chuckle at the hug and childhood nickname.

"Indeed, it would be a shame to miss such an event, and Alaric said he didn't really have anything to wish for, so he made the plan to get you away from there so that you could." I must absolutely find a way to repay Alaric, I have the best brothers.

The sky grew dark and the sun was replaced by a small orange-red dot that grew larger, and I knew exactly what that was. Tiana once told me what it was like during the Last Dragonfall during my self-defense training. The Greater Dragon was here.

"Quick, Alex, make a Wish!" Celebron yelled, looking upon the event with hopeful eyes.

I looked upon it as well, and thought, 'Please give me a worthy master to serve for the rest of my life'.

A Dark Purple portal opened up in front of Celebron, who looked at me with wonder in his eyes and the greatest smile he has ever shown and said, "Here we go!" And jumped on through, yet before I could follow, I fell, the ground giving away.

---

Fukawa Miyo

I waved at some girls who lingered at the entrance of the school who called my name. I recognized them from the club that just let out, the same one that I was just at in fact, the Obsidian Spirit Calling Association. Though what we were taught by our teachers paled in comparison to what a Dragon could have shown us, it was affordable and I was thankful for it.

"Hey, are we still going to see the play that is going on downtown, I heard a Dragon is actually going to perform in it!" Ema Miyo, my youngest sister at eighteen years old, exclaimed, her energy always high, and her mood unable to be lowered for long. I clenched my fist at the sight before me. She was almost like a mini me, with red hair and blue eyes with a chest that strained the club jerseys we wore.

"Urhg, You shouldn't believe everything you hear. Remember last summer where they had that festival and rumors said that a powerful spirit would preside over the judging of some of the events, which then turned out to be an old man dressed as one." Furusawa Momoko, a busty Inu the same age as Ema, stated with exasperation, no doubt this conversation was not new. I unconsciously licked my lips. She had golden fur, which I can personally confirm that it was as soft as clouds, with big tits and yellow eyes, six pack abs that I envy, big tits, a Six foot even height which seemed larger when next to Ema's Five foot two, and my own Five foot five. Oh did I mention, she had big tits, I couldn't stress this enough. Me, my sisters, my mother, and almost all my other female family members had prominent chests, but hers were insane. Boys drooled at my double D's, but if they knew that Furusawa had to use a liberal amount of bindings to hide her perky M cups, they would be all over her. Even as bound as much as they were, they pushed against her jersey a little bit more than mine did.

I couldn't stay here or around them, or around anyone really, I already have gone too long without relief.

"I have to drop this pendant at a friends house, and I was planning on going to sleep early for the martial arts tournament tomorrow." I held up the pendant that my 'Friend' loaned me, a silver circle with etchings of the three moons of Elderia on them, while giving the most apologetic smile I could manage.

"Can't you do it tomorrow, We never get to hang out!" Ema said petulantly, folding hands together, and bringing the puppy eyed look out on full display. One that was foiled by her friend speaking up.

"She literally came with us, three days in a row, to the Magetag arena. Let her have a good night's rest." Furusawa sighed and crossed her arms below her chest while giving Ema a look. I REALLY need to get away.

"Yeah, but those times were to make up for the time that we lost when she went to that camp last summer." Ema Whined to her friend, and then turned her focus onto me and leaned forward even closer to intensify the Puppy eye look, unknowingly showing a mass of sinful cleavage. I sucked in a shaky breath that I hope they took to me relenting to Ema's wishes.

"Look, I really do need to get to bed early, but if we can just bypass the whole negotiations that we usually do, I promise that on Saturday, it will be a day dedicated to Magetag and the ongoing war within." I finished with a genuine warm smile, which grew when Ema cheered and Furusawa smiled. I truly did love and care for them. If only I wasn't sick and could just be normal.

"Yayyy, I'll hold you to it! C'mon Furu, there's still is time to do a round of H.O.R.S.E., I'll win this time for sure!" Ema said as she dragged her friend to the basketball court near our house. The Inu beauty just looked at me with a smile and rolled her eyes full of mirth while shaking her head while letting the smaller girl lead her away.

When they had gone, I rushed quickly to my relaxation spot. Two unbearable weeks have gone by without going there and I was now desperate to get there. I entered the slightly rundown neighborhood that was two blocks down from the Second Tiger's University grounds. I quickly grabbed hold of the pendant around my neck, and spoke the words that the kind stranger told me years ago, when I turned Eighteen.

"Let my presence as the voyeur remain unnoticed." I intoned and felt the cold magic of the refined invisibility charm take effect. I knew from experimentation that I would now no longer leave a hint to my existence, no smell, no sound, nothing. I quickly climbed the tree that towered over the third home on the left of Blossom lane. I went to my preferred branch with the perfect view and activated the second ability of the pendant.

"Let sinful sounds grace my ears." A whooshing sound in my ears let me know the charm had activated, not that I needed it, as I instantly knew it worked when the sought after sounds came to my ears.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! don't stop, please, daddy!" moaned a lady. It was a different girl this time, yet the same features. Silky black hair and eyes, a soft stomach, small frame, and B cup breasts, and of course, her being an eighteen year old student from school.

"Don't worry princess, I promise I won't stop till you get what you want." The headmaster of my school panted, which from my stalk-uh-research, had no known children, nor was he or his wife capable of having them. Forty eight years old, with Fair skin and white hair, hair from genetics not age, and a toned physique from his years as a professional swimmer, he was admittedly attractive in a way. Sadly, he also had a somewhat small member of around four inches, yet from the girl's seemingly honest moans, he must be able to put every inch to good use.

As they continued going at it, I got into the zone. My breathing deepened, my fingers crept down my jersey and slid into my short gym shorts and under my panties, finding the forbidden flesh that was neglected for far too long, and I closed my eyes.

"Let me experience the reality I desire." I felt the tingle that enveloped my whole being, letting me know the third and last function of the Pendant was active.

With the sounds and dirty talk of the people below me helping the pendants ability, I started seeing images of Ema being drilled into by father while I helplessly watched, being denied all the pleasure that father lavished on my sister. The words of the Headmaster's new girl, spoken in Ema's energetic voice, stirring the feeling higher. I saw Furusawa being taken roughly by my two brothers, forcing her into our family with no chance of escape as she made to bear their young. I witnessed each of my sisters being taken by Father one by one by one, until all six of my sisters lied bred, besides me of course. I held my mother as she was being used by my brothers to bear more sisters that will grow into their sluts, just like the ones that came before. I led and tricked my trusting friends into traps my family laid, holding them down for inseminations and impregnations. I climaxed every time my family did, and cried when they were all ruined orgasms, a price that I bore for this wonderful, awful illusion. The headmaster could only last forty-five minutes, I counted multiple times in the past to see if he gets better or worse but he never changes. Yet with this blessed, cursed artifact, my Relaxation went on for hours.

I blinked upon seeing the instant shift into a grey void that I only had dreamt about once, years ago, instead of the tree and house and the erotic scene that should have been in front of me. I looked at my hands that were still in my shorts and took them out. They were covered in my excitement, and I know I shouldn't waste a good meal. I lapped at my hand as Furusawa lapped at her favorite ice cream, the thought and taste and vulgarity giving me one last wonderful but ruined orgasm.

"Mortal, you have been summoned here to fulfill your end of the bargain!" intoned a massive eldritch being that appeared before me. An erect dick many inches longer than humanly possible, the most prominent feature that I noticed. I knew that fear should have gripped me, yet I stayed calm, way too calm all things considered. Yet, However calm I was, I was still deeply confused.

"B-bargain, what Bargain? And where am I, and who are you, and why do I feel so calm?"

"I don't have time for lesser mortals and there disruptive emotions, And do you not remember the deal that was struck between us during our first meeting?" The being asked, raising a brow on his gray hairless head.

"I only vaguely remember this place, and that the pendant came to me shortly after." I divulged of my thoughts far faster than I normally would. I wanted to start freaking out and make demands, yet I remained calm. The asshole obviously found rightful fear to be 'disruptive'. I really should have questioned the dream stranger and the pendant back then, I wasn't stupid, so why-

"The pact was simple, I give you an item that allowed you a taste of what you are missing, and in exchange, you shall not throw the pendant away and will never let any one despoil you, any one, that is, except your master who you shall serve eternally and who you would joyously help enslave your friends and family. A master that I would send you to when he was ready." He said calmly, as though talking about the weather and not making insane statements that were absurd and almost laughable. I felt panic and... joy, no... pleasure? try their hardest to rise to the surface with the thought of the deal it spoke of. And yet the blanket of calm was too strong. However strong though this suppression was, some fear had slipped through a little.

"I-I don't know what your talking about! I would never-" a flood of memories overwhelmed my brain, causing me to gasp in pain and clutch my head. The memories of my first meeting of Goltheum, the eldritch gift-giver, came to me and I paled in realization. I thought it was just another lewd wet dream and had gladly gave in, making promises that I thought just sounded hot, and not really connecting the dots when the pendant appeared, for some strange reason. This being has shown the ability to warp my feelings, could it have forced me to accept? No, I somehow felt it deep inside, that It merely knew my dark desires and preyed on them. I made the choice willingly without coercion when it took my reasoning and caution away. I wanted this as bad as I feared this.

"You remember now, and now the price to be paid shall be taken." Its voice shook me from my spiraling mind and I looked in shock at it.

"Wait! I-I didn't me-" I fell abruptly into and then out of the void, and then kept falling.

---

Jamie Smith

I rushed to the ritual chamber in the dungeons of Lightheart academy. My soft clothing rubbing at an embarrassment that shall cease to be in a moment. Years of research and months of collecting ingredients has finally led to this moment, The moment where James Smith dies and Jamie Smith becomes real. The moment I no longer needed to lie to the world. I could imagine it now, slumber parties and beauty pageants that I could finally intend. Underwear that didn't bulge from a mistake made at conception. No more Awkward boners that came at random times and made thing awkward or tense at school. Getting rid of the chastity cages that I wear to hide the boners, which shock me with static electricity when around Lightning magic. Feeling confident enough to approach boys and ask them out, and finally feeling the sensation that Baylee described in great detail within our friend group, whenever the topic of her and her boyfriend came up.

I raced down stairs and turned corners, going through door after thick wooden doors, until I had arrived. A school made state-of-the-art ritual room that helped concentrate magic and made it more malleable. A simple round room, made of magic soaked blue bricks, and in the middle was the ritual circle that I made, and not a second too soon. The requisition of one of the seven ritual rooms at the school only lasted for a week, or a month if you gave a teacher a good reason and let them supervise the ritual, which I obviously can not allow. This was already Wednesday, the last day that I could use this room.

The ritual circle bore dozens of runes that I inscribed myself, half of which tied greatly into aspects of feminism and the other half were those that had a theme of rejecting masculinity. I triple checked them all, their inscription and all the data I had on them. By all accounts, this should work. I prepared the ingredients and put them at significant points in the circle that should have the most affect. Last and certainly not least, the Wand of the World's blood. It was made to connect to any nearby leyline and give the wielder the infinite power trapped within. They were extremely hard to make and had a whole host of restrictions to them. The academy, for all its fame and wealth, only had two of them. Each one was only given to a person for a single day, and the person themselves must be both talented and unquestionably responsible to be allowed to wield it. I have shown enough competence in all forms of magic that didn't require direct mana manipulation and have also cultivated a reputation of diligence, one that showed that I would not be reckless if given a powerful source of magic.

I stood in the center, recited the chant that I believe to cause the correct effect, and waved the wand in the symbol of Femininity.

"I reject this hard form and desire a softer one. Mother Magic, please strip from me this accursed flesh. Imbue me with the blessed visage akin to your own. Transform my virility into fertility. Transform Masculinity into Femininity. Take that which sow seeds, to that which seed is sown into. I offer the fertile fields to come in your name. Let the offspring that gestates within, change according to your will. Grace me with the honor to give birth to those you desire born."

I intoned once, light blue sparks of pure mana lifting from the ritual circle. I intoned once more, sparks flew of a darker shade of blue. I intoned seven times in total. The sparks that came at the end were a deep purple, and consumed fully the ingredients within the circle. As I said the last word of the last chant, a wave of magic swarmed my form. When the blinding light of the magic faded I quickly looked down at my form. My breast had become bigger, from an A cup to C, yet the chastity caged phallus remained. I was still a 'man'.

The ritual had failed, which I suppose was not too surprising as my skill in the more advance forms of the arcane was abysmal. Yet I still had some hope that luck would be on my side today. I sighed in despair, yet I wouldn't give up, I shall plan again! I shall become a-

I finally moved my view from my body to the world around me, or should I say void, as I was abruptlu aware of something being wrong. In front of me was a creature who looked like nothing I ever saw, yet I knew was man-esque. The impressive erect maleness it blatantly displayed dwarfed my own pathetic of four inches, or maybe it was now two after the ritual as I have found the feminizing ritual reduces the dick size by two each time. Regardless, I was consciously aware that I should be afraid or at the very least shocked, yet I was calm, too calm.

"It is I, Goltheum the Eldritch gift giver, who is responsible for that, Mortal!" Its voice boomed across the grey void around us, his face tentacles moving as though a mouth was behind them, but which clearly there wasn't. Before I could ask anything, he continued. "And yes, I can read your mind, I have heard that question enough today to grow sick of explaining it." It, Goltheum, said with no small amount of agitation.

"Why have you brought me here?" I asked, the gifted calm letting me focus on the important stuff, and not have fear make me ask how it got pass my mental barriers. An important question that I knew the answer to already with a clear mind. Those of Eldritch origins were the masters of the mind, and no mortal mage could make barriers strong enough to keep them out.

"I came to make a pact, one that you have desired for a long time."

"Which is?"

"I shall give you a chance at a female body." Once he said that, my eyes widened, and a spark of hope ignited in my heart, which was tempered by rightful caution.

"You said pact, yet you called yourself a gift giver, why not give it to me with no conditions?"

"I give gifts to those mortals that deserve them. One such mortal has desired a slave like yourself." I was confused by his words, as they didn't seem to match to what he promised.

"Me? I suppose I am flattered at the thought, yet if I accept your pact, I would no longer be like what they wanted to begin with. I would finally be a woman."

"That is exactly what they want, a male that willingly gave up his gender and his freedom. They want to be the first and only one to teach you the pleasures of being female." I didn't necessarily find either of those that bad of an idea mostly, except for two blatant things.

"My freedom? and being the first and only one? It sounds like they want me to become a sex slave." I tried to not narrow my eyes in suspicion here, as I wasn't sure how the species before me recognizes aggression and I wasn't willing to find out.

"That is indeed correct mortal, and in return, you shall have your wish fulfilled." It finished, its maw of tentacles that moved when it spoke becoming limp.

"Hypothetically, What would I have to do to become a worthy mortal like my supposed master-to-be?" I could bypass this whole master situation if I could find some way to became one.

"You can not. Either you're born as one, or you aren't. The mortal who desires you has a destiny far greater than you can imagine, and more importantly, has my interest completely. A lesser mortal like yourself should be honored by his attention, even moreso at the fact that he is willing to take you as a slave." He stated in a somewhat snooty voice, barren of any malice or even actual arrogance.

I tried not to get offended by that, as it would do me no good. A part of me was skeptical at the idea to make a pact with this being, yet the thought of achieving my dream within a second was tempting, though I was again reminded that my thoughts couldn't necessarily be trusted her. Yet on the other hand, I probably would not be offered this chance again, and it was undoubtedly easier this way than finding some other way myself to get it done. I had always been self-conscious about my skills in magic, but had possessed some hope of perhaps stumbling into success, but the latest ritual failing started to give me doubts about actually succeeding with any such ritual. After all, there realistically wasn't much I could do to improve on it. This was technically my last chance to do it myself and I had failed miserably. I would have jumped at the deal if not for one crucial thing.

"What about my friends, about my school? Will I still be able to have the life I had? With the addition of this master, of course." What was the point of fitting in if I never saw them again? They were there for me when my family threw me out, even when they didn't know the reason, and I had no desire to lose them.

"That would depend on your Master's will, not my own. However, I had observed the mortal while he was near me. His soul was perverted for sure, yet it was innately and sickeningly kind. I'm sure if you make a good case for yourself and made your teleportation portal between your apartment and his abode, so that he has easy access to you whenever, he should be accommodating. You would have a high chance of going to school completely full of sperm, though." He said in a relaxed voice, unconcerned by the vulgarity in his words. I blushed, and yet I thought I wouldn't mind that too bad. I already had to hide my 'worm' everyday. The essence of a true male shouldn't be too much harder. Baylee and the others would probably just high five me for finally getting a man if they found out, 'Made a woman finally', would be the most likely words from Rose, who always teased me about being a shy virgin.

"Very well, I accept." I said with conviction while staring into its pure white eyes. I am not surprised it knew about the teleportation circles I could make with the help of my friends, as it hadn't hide that my mind was laid out and vulnerable to it. I also had no choice but to trust what it said about my future master.

"Very good, you shall not regret this decision." I felt satisfaction from the being in front of me, and multiple visible strands of magic came from it to me, invading my magical core and doing something I couldn't detect. It was uncomfortable, but passed quickly. I almost asked what he did, but then the ground gave way. I fell through the void while Goltheum was unaffected, then I fell out of it, and then kept falling.

---

Mary Williams

I left The fourth class of the day, History, and started to head to the cafeteria to finally eat, I was starving. The classroom was close to it, but I didn't head straight inside. The third entrance to the cafeteria, that was right next to the room, had a security nun that was always chatting with her little sister who also left History. Across from History was a restroom that technically could have people inside, yet it was a rundown unisex shithole that was given the bare minimum maintenance.

Which Made sense as the school layout was like the famous depiction of the Andean sun, fourteen long corridors (the rays of the goddess's light) that originate from a large octagonal circle (the home of the goddess, the sun) that had three floors. I usually couldn't give two shits about anything, but it pays to know where to start shit and be able to finish without interruption. All corridors had fourteen large rooms, seven on each side, for each floor, and most were classrooms. The first floor third corridor was mostly storage with only three classrooms in it, History, Meditation, and Science. at the ends of each corridor were the stairwells that lead up. Each day had different groups in different rooms, the groups made of similar ages, gender, and social classes. Today was Wednesday, and I just happen to be in the best stop in school to do what I do best. Make money.

As I was saying, the restroom was barely maintained as it was barely used and in a mostly storage corridor, ergo why the nun to watch it was 'allowed' to be distracted easily. I waited by it until I saw a target rush down the stairs from the back of the corridor. I wasn't the only bully in the place, and I knew that those that were preyed upon often used this corridor as a safe way to get up and down the school, as well as get to the cafeteria. I saw a scrawny boy I had class with yesterday, running my way while looking back, thinking whoever was after him actually thought he was worth the effort. I observed the other bullies here and most did what I did, pick a location and time and waited. Anything else was begging to get caught.

He moved pass me, not paying any attention, and I grabbed the back of his collar and quickly forced him into the bathroom. I then turned him around, grabbed the front of his collar, and pushed him all the way to the back stall that was more spacious than the others. I let him go to close the stall door behind us and latched it shut.

I forced the cowering nerd against the wall while he struggled and tried to ask what was happening. A struggle that stopped when I began kneeing him in the balls quickly and forcibly. Boys truly were the best targets to get money from. He started making weird noises at the hits which I thought were initially from pain, but then I got suspicious. I left my knee in place after the fifth hit and raised it a few inches higher and... yup, happened again.

"Did you seriously get fucking hard from me kneeing you in your sad little balls?" I felt a twitch underneath my knee. Do these fucks just grow on a tree?

"W-w-well, your very beautiful, and y-y-your b-breast bounced with the motion of your k-k-k-kicks!" The nerd, Jake whatever, squeaked out. I raised my eyebrow at the lie. I had B cups at best and wore the stifling uniform that everyone at St. Tiana's Academy wore. I couldn't think of a less attractive set of clothes, I couldn't even use my elbows to squish my tits together to fuck with that one real uptight bitch that taught Economics. Oh how I missed my short skirt so much.

I made an extra hard kick to his balls which forced a weird whine from his throat.

"Don't you fucking start with that lying shit! You are just like the rest of the perverts that get off from this!" I let him go and stepped back, folding my arms in front of me. My original plan of beating him and then getting my money was useless now.

"N-no! I swear I-I just-" He stood up a little and mistakably thought it was safe and moved his hands up in placating way. I swung my foot and he fell to the floor, grasping his junk again. I raised my foot and put it on his head.

"I said no lying, dicklette, and it's fine, you ain't the only one this has happened to." Guess it was plan B again. "Want me to make it better?"

"Y-yes please, mistress." I rolled my eyes. Out of four losers that I have so far did this to, two called me that with no prompting, now make it three out of five. What is with this school and the nerds that inhabits it?

I took back my foot and saw him stand, leaning on the wall. I moved closer and saw him flinch away, good. I got near him and started unbuckling his belt, and with prior experience with others, got it done in seconds. I fished his cock out, a surprising four and a quarter long with good girth, which compared to the other losers was a decent size, though I couldn't give two shits about that. His pants and underwear quickly fell to his ankles. I rubbed his dick a little, unusually gentle with the injured organ, and spoke in a breathy whisper.

"Do you like this?"

"Yes ma'am." He squeaked again, flinching from the pain that still lingered. I hid my appreciation of his pain and became gentler, and he started moaning. I leaned a little into him, sharing my body heat, a little trick that I learned that made men more comfortable. The nerd was still confused and afraid, but horny enough not to question things, and started reaching for my ass. I cupped his balls firmly, but not too tight, and his hand stilled.

"I will let you touch anywhere this one time, don't make me regret it." I saw wonder in the virgin's eyes and the hand that stilled went straight to my ass and the other to my tits. I went from rubbing to pumping as he squeezed them with both hands, turning his body a little for better reach. His knees almost gave out from the phantom pains without the wall for support.

"Your beautiful." The nerd breathily said. I rolled my eyes at that, as any virgin would say that during a handjob while feeling some ass and tits.

"I know, but how about we mix business with pleasure." I said and saw some confusion, though not enough to stop the pawing. "I know that you get an allowance of fifty copper at the beginning of the week by the nuns to spend on shops and what not on our trips to the capital, like everyone else. Give me half that going forward, and you could get more of this every week." I saw instantly that I wouldn't need to do much convincing for him, the utter fucking simp.

"Yes mistress, anything you want!" He moaned, his hands stalling as he came close to cumming. I quickly grabbed the hand that lingered on my breasts, and brought it to his dick. He came quite a lot all over it with only a few drops making it to the ground, before I rotated his hand to stop any cum from falling off it.

"Lick it all up." I told him and saw the uncertainty and disgust warring inside.

"But Mistress-" He stopped as the hand I kept on his balls tightened a little more.

"Don't start our... relationship with disobedience, it won't end well." He got the message and quickly brought his hand up, licking the slime he made and probably had hoped I would have consumed. I couldn't wait to peg him like the others. "Good boy, now stay and clean up any mess. I will expect the money by the end of the day, and if I think that you might back out, our next meeting will be much less pleasant."

With that said, I turned from him, unlatched the stall door, and left the bathroom, exhausted. In the long run, these sad virgins would give me a safe stable income, free homework and tutoring, and voices that would speak against those that accuse me, lying convincing alibis if needed, all while expecting very little in return. In the short term however, it grossed me out to touch such pathetic 'men', to be close to them when they came, much less be the one to cause them to do so. Only the fact that they allow me to abuse them and let out my anger on them with little difficulty made this all tolerable.

I moved into the cafeteria, skimmed the walls towards the fourth corridor that had much better bathrooms on both sides that were divided by gender, and entered the girls. I felt the stare of the security nuns on me while I walked, always waiting for the next incident to be given an excuse to punish me and my attitude, the fucking stuck-up prudes and busy bodies.

I washed my hands with a liberal amount of soap until I felt clean again. Even if I didn't get any slime on it, it still touched that dicklette. I dried my hands and went back to the cafeteria again. It was Hamburger day and I was beyond hungry. I stepped out and saw a security nun waiting there with an expression more severe than normal.

"Miss Williams, please come with me. The seers of the Dues Vult believes you are in serious-" Whatever she was saying became muffled, and I felt the ground leaving, I tried to scream as I fell, yet no sound came.

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Zynthia

I played some Realm of Reaving while waiting for Mister Tentacle Face to get his stuff done today. I could sense that something major happened and that he was expanding a lot of energy. Probably due to that man that came that had such a unique soul. I sent the empty pizza box that I finished flying to the others in the corner of the living room. Mister Tentacle Face's home in the grey void was a monotonous purple on every wall and furniture and had a bland boxy architecture. Even the computer that I was using was the same unfortunately. Not that I was judging his style or anything, just making observations of my current home.

I played through most of the Apocalypse expansion before my grey roommate came home.

"H-h-hi sweetie! How was work?" I paused the game and got up to greet him. The happy look on his usually dour face was adorable. Wait, Is he going to try to kill me again. Hopefully not, As my stay got two thousand times better when he gave up after the hundred and twelfth time.

"I'm sending you away." He said completely serious.

"W-what do you mean, like a vacation?" I was kind of glad, because while I liked the house, after a few hundred years, even a NEET like me would want to see something new.

"No, definitely not, a vacation is something that people who work do, not free loaders. I made a deal with this lovely mortal who earnestly wanted you, and how could I refuse." I was shocked, but tried not to cry when Mister Tentacle Face told me he gave me away to a stranger. "But don't cry yet, from what I could glean from his soul, he shall be a wonderful Master."

"R-really, you mean it?" I don't know what he meant by 'master', but that sounded perverted and I don't to be with a pervert. But if he was really wonderful, maybe it won't be bad. Maybe he will play games with me and actually give snuggles, unlike Mister Tentacle Face and his seeming aversion to affection. Yeah, this might be-

"Yes, his soul just screamed the insane urge to breed any females close to him, and you my dear, shall be sent right in front of him, bound and obedient." I couldn't stop the tears, or my voice from breaking.

"B-but, w-won't you m-m-miss my com-company and f-f-friendship, Mister T-t-t-tentacle Face, You-you always seem s-sad and lonely a-and-"

"HAHAHAHA, no I'm perfectly fine as I am. I appeared sad and lonely because I had a deadbeat roommate that kept messing with all my items. You keep calling me Mister Tentacle Face, even though I told you a thousand times that it is Goltheum. The amount of things that are covered in fem cum because of your gooning addiction is absolutely disgusting. You never clean up after your self." He gestured to the not quite that small mountain of empty pizza boxes. "You never respected my personal space or my discomfort for you touching me, and most importantly of all, when I confront you about your habits, you say some stupid shit, or you focus on the wrong thing. You never get better, no matter how many times I complain to you, and now I am done with you." I was shocked at all that I was hearing for the first time! Why had he never said any of this?

"I-I will start offering you pizza and no longer hog them, Got-them." I offered honestly and with his real name. I could see how the pizza boxes were the tipping point. He just stared at me for some reason. No movements on his face, not even his tentacles. His dick as limp as always, oh wait, His DICK! "I can make you hard again! there is no need to get rid of me just because you can't get hard and I unknowingly tease you, I can-" The purple ground of our home opened up beneath me and swallowed me whole. I didn't have a chance to finish my offer, and just kept on falling.

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Hayami Yui

I looked around me and frowned. I was suppose to be at the shining beacon of the multiverse, Ecclesia Lucis Aeternae, which was where I had been training up-and-coming Star Guardians, Not the familiar Grey void where I slew that perverted squid man. I felt a eldritch brush against my mental barriers before they started trying to get in. I summoned the mighty light of my patron, the Fourth Greater Dragon of Elderia, Luna, to empower me and reinforce my mental barriers, and called upon Miki, my eternal companion. She appeared alongside summoned my staff, Hope's light, and gave it to me. "Take him down again Ha-chan, I believe in you!" Miki cheered. I smiled at her and swiftly called upon my magic, and in no time soon, I was donned once more into my Star Guardian outfit.

My enhanced senses detected the old threat instantly and I shot my star beam at my foe. The wave of pastel pink and yellow stars that ended him before clashed headlong into his unmoving form. I smirked, the entity had not learned anything from his death, apparently. I saw that the blast left him standing, dead on his feet. I had killed him in one shot, showing how much I had grown-

"No more playing around." The grey skinned, tentacle headed beast that had that some grotesque oversized erect penis proclaimed. He raised his hand at my staff and it was violently ripped from my grasp. It landed in his hands and the blue and purple gems that adorned it turned white, devoid of all the mana I had imbued in it, and then further damaged as he courrupted it with his foul magicks. Miki was about to say something, yet she too was pulled forward to its grip before I could comprehend what was happening, much less respond in time. Purple lightning poured forth from his hands and made her yell out in pain. I froze for a second, as this wasn't how it was suppose to go. "What's wrong brat, just now realizing the hopelessness of your situation." His voice echoed over the void, louder than the screams of Miki. I became enraged.

"I defeated you once and I shall do it again, now let her go! Ray of unity!" I brought forth my hands in front of me and made a heart sign while focusing on the power of my love and friendship for Miki. A tide of pink hearts came and swarmed the monster and my friend. I worked diligently for years on this spell, the magic that shall heal those of the light and burn away those that are its enemy, like the vile fiend before me. It was more effective with my staff, but I believe I still put enough mana into it to end him, as the growth I had made since his last defeat was truly vast. The blast blinded me a little, but my sight returned and-

"You are too late, Hayami!" I froze in shock and horror. Miki had changed before my eyes, from a fluffy, small, white-as-snow house cat, to a purple-furred anthropomorphic tiger. Her breasts were completely on display and were quite a few sizes greater than my own, which were a perky D cup, mind you. She pounced on me while I was too stunned at hearing her voice being so, seductive, and calling me by my first name. She slashed her claws a few times before I responded. The response time was so late because she was both my greatest friend and because her attacks were not harmful enough to trigger the danger senses of a Star Guardian, merely tearing at my clothes, only making me more confused and stunned, the reasoning to do so escapes me. "You always were too slow to react to threats, that's why the others died." That finally made me react and a blast of energy made of pure emotions erupted from me at the cruel words. It should have forced Dark Miki away, to the much needed distance to give me a chance to use a purification spell, instead it did nothing and Dark Miki stopped slashing and forced me to the ground and put her body on mine, pinning me down, her grip of iron found my wrists and held them above my head. I tried to escape but nothing worked, and even spells I knew that could possibly have worked being too harmful to her life-long friend. "You were always the weakest, and always the one that everyone sacrificed everything for, even your beloved sister."

"Please Miki, fight it, this isn't you!" I begged, crying a trail of unending tears at the mean words she spoke without stopping. I tried everyday to convince myself that those very ideas were wrong, that I truly wasn't as worthless as I had always been afraid I was. Hearing them from my last true friend hurt so much. "Think of Luna's light and all the happy moments in your life! Throw the control of this monster off!" At my words, the force that held me seemed to lessen.

"The happy moments of my life?" For a second, it sounded as though Miki had turned back, even if still in the same changed body and confused, her voice was normal. Until it wasn't. "The people who had made them happy are dead! Whether because you rushed into problems without thinking, or were too weak to fight the villains, it always ended the same! A nice new grave to visit and a heart breaking funeral!" Tears fell like a flood from Miki's eyes, her voice breaking from the sorrow that saturated her words, yet she kept yelling. "Even with everyone dead, you haven't changed! You rushed into this void the first time, ignoring my words of caution, and not taking a second to stabilize the artifact that made the trip possible like I had advised! YOU made it impossible for the Star Guardian termination teams, who were suppose to dismantle this realm, which is their JOB, because they had no way of getting here after you left! I begged for you to retreat when his strength was clearly beyond yours, and yet you-"

"I KILLED HIM! I saw the life drain out of his form! I cut his tentacle off as a trophy, and I brought the artifacts on him back to base for destruction! You were there cheering me on during all of this! I-"

"Yet here you are, defeated within moments! Yet still he breaths, his strength far greater than yours!" Her iron grip faded, letting my arms go, and then she rose up, until she stopped pinning me, only straddling. Her anger and frustration gone, leaving only sadness. She continued in a soft and tender voice. "And... and yet, here I am, about to get defiled, for your sake, so that he doesn't punish you before sending you to your master."

"I-Master? what do you mean?" I was confused and exhausted, both mentally and physically, even though I normally could fight for hours. I knew I probably still could, and definitely could throw her off in this position, but what was the point anymore. This thing brought me here against my will without anyway back, even though I was in the Ecclesia Lucis Aeternae's wards, which should have stopped any unsanctioned teleportation. It withstood my strongest attacks and turned my last friend against me within seconds. Any more fighting would just hurt me and Miki. Loathe as I am to say it, It had won effotlessly.

Miki looked at me with those sorrowful eyes and sighed, crossing her arms underneath her ample chest and resting fully into her pose.

"He was always going to punish you for the audacity of fighting him, yet he was merely waiting to gift you to one of his... clients? I think that's as close to the right word as you can get. After he had his fun, of course."

"O-Okay, I understand, yet how do you know all this, and what was with the sudden aggression? You were only struck by his lightning for a few seconds."

"A few seconds for you were hours for me as he warped and twisted the void around us. He tried to convince me to just leave, that he had no qualms with me. But I couldn't just leave you, no matter what, no matter how many valid points he brought up. I made a promise to Hinata to always care for you and protect you." She stated with a small smile, but then she blinked and her face turned a little curious. "Wait, what do you mean by 'okay, you understand'. Not going to give your famous passionate speech of fighting to your last breath, or that the power of love and friendship will beat him. Not even a denial of being enslaved to some random man or one last spell in my or his face?" I let out a small chuckle at her confusion and teasing question.

"I lost you, what's the point anymore." I looked to the side where the thing stood, watching us, it deeply unnerved me but I tried my hardest to press through with what I had to say. "Please sir, don't- don't hurt, or-or use her. Please just turn her normal again and send her back so she can join an actually worthy Star Guardian, that will truly deserve her. I-I volunteer to take her place in whatever punishment or deal she made. I promise I will try my hardest to p-please you." I spoke the last three words quietly, the heat of a blush on my cheeks. "And I beg for forgiveness, for everything I did to you, I should have never bothered you." I looked him straight in the eye when I said all that, hoping he will spare Miki. I felt soft hands on my cheeks, turning my head to look into familiar crystal blue eyes.

"You didn't lose me, I might have gotten angry, and said some mean words. But I will never truly stop considering you my best friend, and my only family." She said with a wide smile, the evidence of her tears not enough to hide her sincerity. "And it's because I am still your best friend, that I will accept the deal I made, myself." The thought almost made me flinch. There was no way I was letting her do that.

"You don't have too. It's like you said, we are only in this position because of me. I deserve everything that came because of it" I told her and nearly scowled in frustration when she shook her head a little.

"I can't let you do that."

"Why not?"

"Because you will get beaten if you do!"

"Of course I will, I didn't expect some gentle lovemaking from-"

"No, you don't understand. Goltheum made a deal with your master. He was promised an untainted Star Guardian to use and breed. If you get sent to him in any state less than virgin, he might release his anger at a broken deal on you. Especially if he sees visible signs that you lost your virginity recently, because then he might think it as an insult to him."

"But Goltheum was already going to take me originally."

"Yes, because he knew that it was a punishment that would effect you forever." I knew she was right. If my service to my master was indefinite, which if I knew anything about Goltheum and its enslavement of people, it was, then having a first impression as 'used' goods and a sign of betrayal would negatively impact how he treats me on a daily basis.

"I still-" I saw as Miki yell as the grey skinned hand, grabbed her throat and lifted her up, another hand was used to spread her legs. She was about to be raped above me. "Please sir, don't! I beg you, I will do anything you want, say anything you want! Just spare her, please!" I tried to get up, but the eldritch being put a foot on my chest to stop me.

"Anything, you say?" His hairless eyebrow raised, and a cruel smirk formed.

"Please Ha-chan, don't-"

"Shush Miki. Yes, anything at all." I stated with as much conviction that I could muster.

"Very well then, when you meet your master, Tell him that the amount of cosmic dark energy flowing through his veins makes him a beacon that will attract all Star Guardians, your former friends and allies to him, as well as the Void Maidens, and that they will most likely attack him every week, their rules and restrictions don't permit any attacks more frequent than that. Get on your knees and beg him to capture as many of those bitches as possible, and to give you as many children as you can bear." I couldn't interpret his mouth tentacles, but I knew he was smiling sadistically. "If you can give me twenty untouched Star Guardians and any magical cats they possess. I shall send Miki to be enslaved along side you. And if you give up five of your children to me, I shall bring back your precious sister, enslaved to the same man, but perfectly alive. With the Void Maidens, try your hardest to convince your master to make alliances with them. I won't mind if a little rape and enslavement is needed to make an impression." I looked in shock at the monster and his demand. "And don't worry, your poor little Miki shall be tended to but untouched for a whole year. Ample time to complete the assignment, though I might show lenience when the deadline comes if you already gave me some of what I ask for." He stepped off my chest and slowly lowered Miki to the ground, but kept his hand around her throat. I slowly began to rise up and stand- "Kneel, I might have been gracious and merciful, but I have not forgotten how you made the multiverse believe that an incompetent failure of a Star Guardian actually killed me. Even those that knew I was faking still give me shit to this day." His voice and eyes held a scary amount of indignation when he said this. I quickly got to my knees, hoping to stay on his non-harmful side.

"Thank you sir! I promise to convince my... master to send you your enemies, and I will fulfill the-"

"Friends."

"What?" I was confused at the statement.

"Say you shall send your friends and those you have inspired or taught to me, to be enslaved forever." I almost forgot what the whole capturing of other Star Guardians really means. But I have no choice, not really. I glanced at Miki, I must protect her from any degradation that I can, even if that means betraying others who had once been my allies. It might sound mean to say this, but I was not as shaken up at the idea as I probably should be. Many of the Star Guardians ridiculed me and my team when we first started, and even when I became popular and successful, they still mocked me and looked down on me. My students and my fans would be much harder to deal with, but maybe-

"Can I- can my master keep certain ones for himself?"

"Yes, I suppose, though if he keeps too many and your quota is nowhere near done, then Miki will give birth to a large brood of my eldritch spawn, and then be sent on a nice vacation of all the best whorehouses in the most misogynistic universes that I know." He warned, but it didn't matter, I will not fail this, I couldn't.

I raised as high on my knees as I can, wiped away the remains of my tears away and looked him in the eyes. "I-I swear to you that I will convince my master to find, b-beat, and enslave as many of my friends, fans, and students as possible to give to you. I will beg for him to fill me with his... semen and gratefully bear the children I will give you and him. I promise that I won't fail you!" My embarrassing declaration seemed to actually put a... serene? smile on Goltheum's face, weirdly enough, or maybe it was the huge blush I could literally feel on my face.

"I know you won't, slave. I shall eagerly await for your sacrifices." He faded away, Miki following him. I was left kneeling in the grey void for a few minutes, waiting for something to happen.

"I will give you a few moments to gather yourself and when your ready, just jump anywhere while saying, 'Master, I'm coming for you'!" His voice temporarily mimicking Miki's when saying the quote, or maybe forced Miki to say it, either way. "I expect you to introduce yourself as cheerily as you introduced yourself to me when we first met!" The order boomed across the void, even with its master not physically present.

It took some time but I psyched myself up enough to get ready to fake it. Before I jumped though, I realized that when Miki was slashing my clothes that it revealed my left breast, my naval and the area right above my pubic mound, and that was just the significant tears. It looked like I went through a shredder. I contemplated asking for new clothes but figured my torn clothes would make my begging and seducing better, and that any request would just be ignored. And if the destroyed uniform and disheveled look made them think that I wasn't a true Star Guardian, I always have my magic. I picked up my drained staff that was left behind, and jumped. I fell through the void and out of it and kept falling, all the while yelling with fake glee, "Master, I'm coming for you!"

What a shit show my life became far too suddenly.

---

Melissa

BOOM!!!

The blast from the Lizardkin sorcerer blew a huge chunk of the wall that defended my Citadel. My men on top were either killed on the spot, thrown from the wall and died, or were left badly injured. I made the shortest incantation I knew and a few Mystic Spears appeared and launched them at the damned lizard. The violet shield that sprung up to absorb my magic, another sign of the mastermind to this cataclysm.

A Naga slithered up behind me, thinking himself stealthy. I turned around and dodged the thrust of a spear tip, and blasted lightning into his brain. The death a small loss in the face of the massive hoard of five Dragonlord's bearing down on all that I wrought. And I can't do anything to stop it. I must stay in this spot, atop my marble tower where maintaining the shield that kept out the dragons was easiest. I must rely on my minions to do their jobs. I telepathically sent commands to some squads to disengage their fights and kill the bastard sorcerer.

After thousands of years, Squidface chose now to be a pain in the ass. Each of the dragons and their most capable slaves bore the same artifacts that I took from him. And I could sense the gifts that he gave the dragons as well.

It doesn't matter! I won't fall easily, not when I am so close to harvesting the power of the Ur-Wyrm splinter that I found.

A squad of enemy warriors scaled the walls and engaged my sentries. From my spot on high, I launched two Mystic Spears, one that impaled the leader and the other that skewered three at a time in the neck. A Black wyrm snuck through the wards and tried spewing its acid breath but was killed with a hastily cast elemental blast. The lizardkin sorcerer blew another hole in the walls, this time, he aimed at the feet of the fortifications. A swarm of warriors, Humans, Lizardmen, and Naga mixed in, invaded my home. I unleashed A multitude of Mystic Spears at them, and when in the middle, I made them touch each other to cause an explosion.

I saw one of my few truly competent warriors emerged from the building. The saboteurs must have been dealt with. I ordered him to help the squads that were trying to get to the sorcerer.

The flow of enemies never stopped, so neither did my magic. I felled many within the hours this siege has lasted, and will slay many more if need be. The collection of artifacts that was on my body, sustained me with the energy of the sun. They gave my magic a boost to potency and quantity. And most importantly, they allowed me to imbue a semblance of the qualities of True Magic into my spells.

The sky turned a orange-red hue, and I looked up. A Dragonfall now, are you kidding me? What are the odds this happened at the same time Goltheum makes a move since the Age of Magic. Before I could cast another spell at the star-struck enemy combatant, pun intended, I froze. Everyone did, even the dragons outside.

She had awoken.

I blinked as fast as possible to the ground, just in time to avoid getting vaporized with the rest of my citadel. A beautiful scaleborn slowly floated about thirty feet from the remains, her draconic and lethal arms raised at her sides, as though she was beholding something. She radiated a nigh incomprehensible amount of magic and her face showed no emotion. The pale blonde haired beauty looked impassively into the sky for a second, until suddenly her face lit up in fanatical exaltation and shouted, "Truly Magnificent! A pet and a mate truly worthy of my time! I thank you for the resurrection and shall return the favor by giving you a life of decadence and affection! Chained to my throne, of course!" She finished with a giggle. I looked into the sky where she looked and only glanced at the Dragonfall. Who was she- shit, the Greater Dragon, obviously. I almost forgot that they were fully conscious even when they were falling. And this Greater Dragon thought that waking her was a good idea. The Ur-Wyrm splinter noticed me and frowned. "I see the threads of your fate, I shall not suffer the offense of sharing the Prime example of Perfection of this world with a lesser woman." What the fuck was she talk-

My spirit took form above my ruined body. A massive hole occupied the place were my heart was suppose to be. and my head had a little too many crystal shards in it, for it to be healthy for a brain. I was shocked upon looking at my murderer. She raised a hand faster than I had processed and unleashed two spells simultaneously, killing me before I realize I was being targeted. She raised an eyebrow towards my spirit self.

"Just because your soul survived the fate of your body, doesn't mean it's safe." The Monstrous Goddess proclaimed. She opened her mouth and started sucking in and EATING my soul! I could do nothing as my ethereal form was frozen from the shock of an experience it should not feel. Piece by piece, my soul was feasted upon. A horrific event that I couldn't put in words how agonizing it was. I couldn't believe this is the end, after everything I accomplished, for the ages I endured. to die to something I didn't even know the name of.

As the last of my soul was sucked out, my vision failed me, yet I somehow knew I was still alive. After a moment, my sight returned and I saw where I ended up at, and wish I had truly died.

"I can't let that happen, you still have a punishment waiting for you." Squidhead spoke, malice and contentment oozed from his words. I never thought I would be at his mercy again.

"I shall never submit to you!" I instantly raised my hand to cast a spell, and felt nothing.

"You are right, you shall never submit to me, you shall submit to your new master." The amused rumble from the beast infuriated me.

"A ridiculous notion, all that blood that has been diverted from your brain to the oversized dick your so proud of, have finally-"

"Silence, step two feet closer than stop moving!"

My body moved before I could even think of refusing. No matter how much I struggle I couldn't utter a single sound or move an inch. Fear like never before gripped my being, and I thought of every spell to break free of this nightmare.

"It won't work. When your soul passed here, with no body to protect it and weakened from near annihilation, it was simple to weave unbreakable chains of control. Your rebellion ends now, and your lustful new master shall strip you of your magic when he strips you of your maidenhead. You lose and I will not waste a single second more of my consideration and power on trash like you." The coldness in his voice was unfamiliar in all the interaction she has ever had with the eldritch being.

I didn't know what happened, but something cause the command of silence to slip, and my hatred and vitriol would wait not a second longer. "How pathetic a being you became since we last met. Such a sad little cuckold who lets actual men fuck all the hot women around you, even one that is bound before you. At least you know your place!" I will not let him have the last word, the overgrown octopus.

"I have no interest in a pathetic body like yours. It is hubris if you think any actual divinities would want to lay with you." His voice was filled with such disgust, I actually thought he was serious. "Let the mortal who now owns you rut into you. Let you grow great on his seed, and birth more mortals. I don't care, I offered you the gift all those years ago, to see if it could actually make you fuckable to me. It did not. Have fun being a muggle whore. And by the way, between Nerastrasza, the splinter of the Ur-Wyrm you foolishly thought to mess with, and the Dragons that attacked on my command, all your holdings on Ixtacotak is gone. I made sure to give the Dragonlords everything they need to claim any thing that was yours for themselves." He advanced closer and kept on coming with every word. "You have lost your freedom, your wealth, your servants, and now soon, you shall lose your purity and magic. I win, just like I said I would those thousands of years ago."

With the final word spoken, we were face to face, inches apart. I searched with my soul, something that didn't use the manipulation of mana and could only be learned by growing ancient, and tried to detect his lies, and yet I couldn't find them. I did not want to break down before him, but I felt such utter despair. Thousands of years of hard work for nothing, overturned in a single day. To add shame to my misery, when I moved my eyes elsewhere so Goltheum couldn't read my pain from them, I saw his dick. It was flaccid, utterly soft, I truly was unfuckable to him. I knew it was ridiculous to feel hurt by it, I should be happy that any rape by my most hated enemy wouldn't happen, yet I knew Goltheum was messing with my mind, like he always did to everyone, and I couldn't resist the humiliation and shame he made me feel. I couldn't help but to shed a tear at the hopelessness and despair warring in my body. I felt his enjoyment and I felt a new level of hatred and loathing directed at him. If only I wasn't so impotent at that moment.

He walked away after using a finger to take my tear from my cheek and lift it to his mouth to consume, and said with his back turned towards me, "Don't worry muggle-whore, Your master's seed is as fertile as they come, even beyond that actually. Your impotence doesn't matter before his power." And with that casual violation of my inner thoughts, he walked away. I felt the ground give way and I fell. I hope the fall never ends.

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Goltheum

I sent the box that held the enchanted Gwedillth Everglade to her new master. I was pleased that the Mor- the Mindslaver took all the slaves that I offered to him. The power and opportunity he gave me to get his slaves was enough to clear a lot of names from my list of interesting people that I wanted to watch be used, or wanted to be rid of, and couldn't wait to see what he does to them, and how he uses his powers. I have a feeling that the next few thousand years shall be very interesting.