Make Her a Court Jester

There's no need to be selfish and hog that big beatiful slut all to herself, Stella thinks. The king in particular would love to see what she has done with her prisoner.

The two women are teleported to the castle, inside of the arcane laboratory where she sometimes work. This place is miserable in comparison to the workshops in her tower, but sometimes she has to work with some of the royal mages, and she has no intentions of leading these buffoons back to her home.

She starts walking, snapping her fingers to make the pig follow. The guards they meet along the way all look at them with wide eyes, but they are wise enough to let the powerful sorceress walk wherever she wishes.

When they reaches the throne room, the king and all his nobles are instantly drawn to them.

Whispers of "lewd filthy orc!" and "have you seen that degenerate..." fill the room. Xena's keen ears hear them all, and each subsequent insult turns her face a deeper shade of crimson.

"Behold," the witch loudly announce. "The warchief's... daughter. Now reduced to a shameful pig, to be tormented for your pleasure."

The king raises an eyebrow. He is definitely intrigued. Every one in the room is curious to see what will be done to this "great warrior"; The king and his court are eager to see just how low she can fall.