Wait What!?

“A head!?” I said barely hiding my surprise and disappointment.

“So the witch had a random head in her lair?”

“N-no” Varlow said looking uneasy. “The scary lady cut off the witches head and I burnt the body but wen I turned around to throw the head in the fire it wasn’t there.”

“Uh huh... are you sure you didn’t throw it in the fire with the other bodies?”

Varlow turned to me looking upset. “See that’s why I don’t tell no one! Everyone always treats me like I’m stupid but I’m not, I’m just a little slower is all.”

“I’m sorry” I say surprising myself. “I believe you.” I can’t help but to feel for the guy, unfortunately I’ve learned how cruel people are to those who are different.

“Varlow if it means anything to you I’ve been talking to you for about twenty minutes and stupid is not the word I would use to describe you. You got yourself into the militia regardless of the harassment you endure and that’s worth something. Besides with your size I’m willing to bet that you could mop the floor with any other militia members.”

He smiled a little, and I was even more surprised with myself. But still what use did I have for someone’s head.

We kept on walking.

I felt the power emanating off of it before I saw it. A tree unlike any I’ve seen before made of both bark and crystal that stretched above all others in the vicinity.

Silently I walked towards it, placing my palm against it. I felt some of my weariness from the hike here leave me. A feeling of meditative calmness washing over me.

“What is this?” I ask turning to Varlow.

He shrugs. “A tree, used to like comin here before the witch and all her spooks came. It also mean we gotta start walking this way.” Varlow points to a new direction.

“Of course” I say walking again. But I stop momentarily. Someone is watching us. But when I look again, no one was there. Must be my imagination... I shrug and continue on my way.

Eventually we reach a cave which Varlow confirms was the witches lair. Next to the cave is the ashy remains of a bonfire. Of which I figure that the witch and all of her possessions were destroyed. On closer inspection I find that nothing survived, save for some cloth, little bones, and scraps of paper too burnt to read.

Close to the fire I found a staff of good craftsmanship. Ironwood to be exact, a strong wood with properties similar to metal, a valuable find. “Why was this discarded” I ask Varlow.

“Scary lady didn’t seem interested in it, and neither did us militia, why have a stick when we got swords.”

Well if no one wants it I’m going to take it. I decide using it as a walking stick.

I enter the cave, Varlow electing to remain outside. The lair was smaller than I expected. In my head it was a sprawling underground maze but, here was only a large cavern opening not too deep. I did a partial transformation on my eyes so that I could see better in the dark and looked around. On one side was an empty bookshelf flattened on the ground, a desk without any drawers, and a mattress sliced open with all its fluffing torn out. Other furniture around the room was in similar disarray.

They did a good job cleaning this place out.

Noticing a mirror I made me way too it. I cleaned up well since corrupting May and Anna. My hair cut short and no longer a wild mess, not a speck of dirt on me either. I wore a simple laced shirt and trousers that originally belonged to May’s son and Anna’s brother Thag, on me like always is my long black coat recently washed by Anna. On my right shoulder and resting on my left hip is a leather messenger bag that was also Thag’s.

Speaking of, I may have done the world a favor by killing him. When May was burying him and her husband I explored the house looking for anything of use. In Thag’s room with my enhanced senses I smelled something revolting. Underneath a floorboard in the room I found a dead cat horribly disfigured alongside other dead animals in different stages of decay, and a diary. Reading thru the book I learned that the Holder family had a cat which the boy kept in his room, torturing everyday until it expired. Anna later confirmed for me sadly, that they did have a pet cat who went missing months earlier. It was brought to the family when Anna and Thag were both young they grew up with the cat.

I didn’t tell Anna what happened to Mr Kitty, choosing to spare her more sadness. In the book I found fantasies of Thag doing unspeakable things to his family, neighbors, and other people who I did not know about, and plans to do it. I wasn’t sure if he did or did not go thru with any of those plans. Even with what I did earlier that day I still shuttered at what Thag could have turned into if he had lived on.

Remembering that night I grew hard at the thought of May and Anna. Of there huge knockers, and wide child bearing hips.

Well I should get on making that “love potion” for Varlow. I thought unlacing my trousers. Reminiscing I remember corrupting them, I remember when May and Anna’s cries of terror turned into cries of pleasure, instead of begging me to stop they wanted the opposite, hated looks turned to ones of submission and obedience.

I remembered the next day waking to find both women changed, adding to what I liked about there bodies, taking what I didn’t. Of those crests above both their mounds branding them as mine.

I began to fantasize of what I would do to them when I returned. All of the new positions that I would try. I still didn’t feel both pairs of breasts against my cock, I intended to. Perhaps I could breed them both dominating them further claiming there wombs and lineage as mine. The Holder family would be no more only my future and legacy. The kind lady who tried to help me, I made both her and her daughter my slaves.

I cum at this thought splurging into a glass bottle I found.

“Oh the things I will do to you and your daughter May” I think with a chuckle.

“Master!?”

Startled I turn staff raised ready to strike down whoever snuck behind me, but strangely no one was there.

That voice it sounded like—

“Ikarus!?”

“May!?” I think shock and questions going thru my head.

“Master where are you?”

“I’m in Barley forest looking for anything that might aid us on our journey.”

A pause. “How are we talking right now?” she asks.

“I’m not sure but I have an idea” I think remembering the dream I had, of there transformation and the crest on both of them.

As a test I tried calling out to Varlow and then Nadia. Receiving no answer from both. I then tried Anna and got a similar reaction as I did from May.

“We were worried when you didn’t return last night but we knew you didn’t abandon us Master” Anna says.

“Of course not I would never abandon my two favorite sluts.” I say enjoying the giddy sounds they both make.

“Have you two prepared for travel like I asked.”

“Yes Master I and Anna packed all the things you wanted plus some other things we thought might be useful, everything is in our wagon.”

“Good I will be there soon until then keep each other company and don’t let anyone see you.”

I leave the cave empty handed but with a discovery. So I guess it wasn’t all a waste of time.

Where the hell is Varlow...

[Authors note: If your wondering what was watching them by the crystal tree it was the dryad that Ikarus gets acquainted to in another story route. I have no plans to use her in my route but I thought it might be a fun Easter egg, hope you like the story :) ]