Yes

"Wait Rosalia!" She stopped in almost mid swing, ready to decapitate the warlock.The warlock cursed in outrage "Useless slut! kill me now!" He threw himself at the paladin, but Rosalia just planted her feet on his chest, pressing him back against the wall.

"Princess, he is yours" And Liandra came closer to ask him "I have two questions... first, without you, will the invasion continue?" The warlock answered with a spit "my children will carry my legacy, or what are you going to do? slaughter dozens of babies? Altima and Nariel will continue my work" He chortled his laugh, at least until a well placed punch on his throat quieted him. It took him a while to resume breathing, and even further to stop cursing

"Second, is there a cure for your potion?" to that Rosalia immediately protested "I don't want to revert back, princess!" but Liandra shook her head, and answered "That is for some of his other prisoners... I don't know if they all are happy with their current form. " But regardless, Calcifer refused to answer. That is when Liandra revealed she was holding a vial of said potion, and **** it down the warlock´s throat.

The change was no different on him, his chest started to develop breasts, his bone structure remodeled to an hourglass figure, her screams became more and more acute, her hair grew... but while most resulting women were highly desirable, Calcifer´s female form was almost dry of fat, her rib cage clearly shown under her skin, she gave the disturbing sensation of a walking skeleton.

"I repeat, is there a cure?" But she shook her head "not after the woman is fucked... a pregnant womb seals her fate. If I can remain chaste for one full moon, i shall revert back to normal..." Calcifer glanced at Taurus in fear, but the monster was far more interested in the elven maiden, whom apparently he had some sort of relationship with.

"Taurus is the least of your worries. We have a basement full of horny satyrs." And she visibly shivered in fear, and pleaded mercy "I was merciful, how likely do you think you were of leaving this place alive? at least now you will have a chance, even if without your magic" Rosalia began to protest, but Liandra kind smile stole her of her objection.

The evil warlock was suspicious of treachery, but eventually decided to trust her. He said. "You are a cruel fool, Liandra, but I thank you for the chance, at least. I hope you roast in hell, but I promise you I wont try to act against you, or your kingdom" and with that, the anorexic bitch runs away.

But what to do next? Liandra was well aware of the large numbers of horny satyrs in her basement, demon impregnated women and possibly more helpless victims. And even a minotaur and a satyr, that she hadn't been paying attention to until now.