They wait for a more insidious oportunity

When Gallek came out of Malape's room she found a silent and dark corridor and no one else there. This wench sure lives in a sad place. he though, not that he cared much about it. Malape had the best ass of the region, a pair of tits that were just glorious and she was far more cheaper than any well-fed whore from the city, even if you had to move your ass up this freezing mountain just to get to her. Even a second class soldier like him could afford the farm wench for a whole night, such a pity that her girl's ass wasn't on sale too.

"What are you doing, standing here?" Said the whore behind him.

"Shut up and stay here. This is a one man's job." He answered.

"Hurry up, and don't get too bloody. I'll have to clean whatever mess you leave behind."

"Whatever." He unsheathed his hunting knife and proceded to the girl's room. This was a work for the knife, not for the sword or the mace.

He entered the room without making a single noise, and saw the pale woman sleeping in her bed. She is cute, what a pity. When he got closer, he lifted the bed-sheets with care to expose the woman's neck, and brought the knife closer. He felt a sudden headache in that moment, a weird feeling that made him loose his focus for a second. He cursed his stupidity and recomposed himself to look down again, there was no knife in his hands anymore, and those hands were not on the woman's throat but on her now exposed chest. He was molesting the woman with hungry fingers. Such a nice, perky pair...

"Do you like them?" Said the woman. Her skin was bluish now, and her ears were pointier. She is an elf! "I know you love them" With every word she said he felt his headache increased, like something was forcing itself inside of him, but he did not think about it. He couldn't move either, but he did not notice. "And you love me, don't you?"

"I..." He remembered now. Of course he loved her! As soon as he though that the headache forwarded, and he felt calm and good.. Everything felt easier when he listened the woman's words. It felt right.

"Have you forgotten?" As soon as she said that, a single tear came out of her eyes, and that broke his hearth. He felt an inmense guilt and remorse of his own actions. He didn't like to see her cry, she was his first, his truest. What kind of monster would make her cry?

"No, no... I love you." He said.

"Show me your love." she said. "Show me how engorged it is for me." As his mind was being **** by magic, Gallek felt a sudden strike of joy and a will to obey. He quickly unbuttoned his pants to show her his most valuable possession. His veiny and fat member was already as hard as it could be. "So big indeed."

"The biggest you've ever seen." He said proudly.

The elf straightened herself up and her tender hands, covered by silver jewels stroked his hard cock. Those hands felt glorious, their fingers so tender. "Do you want to give it to me?" She asked.

"YES"

"Is it ALL mine to take?" She stroked faster. He was already close with just a few strokes.

"It is... take it."

"Alright."

He felt the real attack them. The headache came back suddenly, a bolting discharge shocked his entire body and fried his fractured mind. His legs were shaken but not from an orgasm. He looked down in horror and saw that his old cock was no longer there and no hand was touching it. What was there was a limp an puny thing, barely deserving to be called a cock. Not even a child would have a thing so small.

"My..." He tried to say. His mind breaking in tiny pieces as another one of his memories was violently changed by the sorceress.

"But this is what you always wanted isn't it?" She said. "You never liked that big thing, you always wanted to have a tiny pickle so you look closer to a girl, you have been asking for that your entire life. You have been so good to me, that I had to give it to you... and now you owe me."

"I... I want this... I... I owe you." Said the mind-broken man.

"Of course you do. You wanted to have a pathetic and limp thing and that's what you have now. A dick so laughable that is incapable of getting hard, and with balls so puny that they can't ever produce piss. I'm your queen now, and I'm the only one allowed to have a proper cock in this lands. I'm gathering a court for my kingdom, lover-boy, and what court doesn't have a fool to amuse it? You are perfect for the job: a strong and muscular man, who wants to be a girly girl and has a useless strip of meat for a dick. You sure are a thing to laugh at, and you love it. You love when people point at you and laugh" The sorceress smiled a winner's smile. "Myrce, you can get out of the bed now, the bad man is a good girl now."

The peasant girl came out of the bed, smiling like a devilish imp. "But she is not a good good girl, isn't him? She is a bad good girl."

"Of course she is. A worthless piece of meat. Tell me Myrce, how would you like to call... her?"

"Princess!" Screamed the girl.

"My name is Ga..." The last remnant of Gallek sanity tried to say.

"I don't give a fuck what you think your fucking name is, Princess. Get out of my fucking bed, you are not worthy of it."

"Yes, my queen." He soon found him... herself, standing naked at the side of the bed. His miserable half finger of a dick incapable of standing up with him. It felt so good to obey her, to make her happy.

"Now hear me, princess." Said the sorceress. "There is an evil woman in this house, the one they call Malape. We are going to punish this woman, but we don't have the muscles to restrain her, we need our stupid princess to do it for us. So you go ahead and catch that bitch, we want her naked and unable to scape. Now, go."

"Yes, my queen."