some plantation, a creator, a hunter with his prey

having her lust taken care of , Ambriel could sleep. At dawn she goes for her routine, clean, exercise, prayer. She hopes she still in good view from the heavens.

But nothing came back from the sky

then she check Cherub and goes on exploring, may be it will be a good day.

in her ways ambriel comes across what looks like a plowed field of sorts. its more a spot of dirt that has been recently dug up. the air here smells fresh and similar to rain

as she doesn't want to disturb other people crop or plantation, Ambriel doesn't put her feet on the field. SHe looks around to search for the farmer

looking around ambriel feels drowsy and decides to rest for a bit. she wakes up refreshed, but with the remains of a plant on top of her. it seems the plant, whatever it was, had wiggled its tentacles or vines under her armor and into her orifices. ambriel feels violated but otherwise normal

After that nap, Ambriel feels that field isn't worth the time to solve that mystery. So she goes again traveling

a bit later ambriel comes across another construct. the dwarish creature looks like it was made of twigs, branches and leaves, diligently running around and gathering natural materials, some wood, stone and other stuff.

the creature ignores ambriel, and does its chores. it grabs a branch and hits on a big rock on the ground. nothing happens, until to ambriels surprise cherub shows some initiative, moving forward and bashing on the boulder, breaking it apart. some ore falls out that is gathered by the smaller construct before it starts to walk off into the forset, slowly with its heavy load

"helping a fellow constuct, Cherub? why not."

Ambriel follow the little wood construct to see where it goes

its walks and walks until it unknowingly leads its followers to a cave. at least the entrance looks like a cave, as soon as ambriel passed the overhang she stands in a hallway that leads deeper into the earth. it is dug in stone, with square edges, obviously made by precise and powerful tools. furhter down a light is visible, to which the little fellow scampers with his treasures. cherub also leaves ambriels side, walking towards the light

"hey, Cherub, helping is fine, but don't leave me. where are you going?"

Ambriel follows Cherub

the dwarf, cherub and then ambriel walk through a door. inside is what ambriel thinks might be a workshop. a forge, a smelter, a foundry, tools strewn around and lying on workbenches. whoever works here knows what they are doing. another construct that looks exactly like cherub when she found him walks around, a giant load of metal on its shoulders. cherub ignores ambriel, walking up to an ore smelter and beginning to unload its steaming hot content. the dwarf-construct has headed over to a sorting place and is putting its load down, other similar constructs immediately coming to it and sorting the items and bringing the ore to the smelter

then ambriel notices how insanely hot this place is. it is likely powered by magma from the earth, she is breaking a sweat, all her clothing is damp with sweat and everything in here is glowing with heat

"hello, is anybody there?"

"YES? WHO'S THERE?"

from somewhere in the back she can hear a voice

"I'm a traveler, my construct seems to have some trouble since he is near yours"

"Your construct? I doubt that."

the person that emerges is ahumanoid of undefinable race. its skin is jet black, with no definable sexual features. it wears extravagant but practical clothing and has tools in its hands

"What construct are you referring to?"

Ambriel point to Cherub

"i found this one alone in the wood, and since then it followed me"

he walks over and examins cherub

"That is definitely not your construct. I built it, its one of my haulers. I knew it went astray, most likely due to a malfunction or some arcane intervention. What you did is modify it. I'd say for combat purposes?"

"well, yes, it helped me with some fight and situation in the forest"

"Would you consider leting me keep it?"

he looks at ambriel

"Out of the question. I am shorthanded as it is, and the haulers are not only essential, they are hard to build and need extraordinary parts."

"And to buy it ?"

"Out of the question. I am doing important arcane research. I need my units."

while he speaks his voice stays constant and monotone, as if he is just stating facts.

"and eventualy, could i have some reward to have get you this unit back to you ?"

he seizes her with his eyes

"I can improve your body by replacing it with mechanical parts. If that is what you want."

"sorry, i prefer keeping my body organic. So is this a dead end in this bargain? Really nothing?"

Ambriel try to use the compel ability to influence

but it doesn't seem to affect that person

"As a biological entity you pose no value to me. If you are not enticed with my offer leave, i have more important things to do than indulge a common humanoid."

admiting that she lost Cherub, Ambriel give it a goodbye, hoping that it will be ok here with its kind.

"Well, then i'll bid you farewell, and good luck on your work"

Ambriel realises that she also loose some stuff that Cherub was carrying for her, but it wasn't vital apparatus either.

he nods.

"I need my worker units. Unless you can provide a suitable replacement, i will not part with any of these. It would have to be a strong entity with some fire or heat resistance. These are the conditions of the work done."

"noted, if i find something like that in my travel, may be i would try to return to you about that."

"but right now, i can't think of ways to get that, do you?"

"Any form of demonic creature, or elemental entity, biological or otherwise would be suitable as a basis to create such a worker. Way of procuring such a creature are subjugation, summoning or biological recreation."

"in the event i found such replacement, how could i get back here?"

"I suppose if you wish to return here with such an offering i can make an exception. I'll give you a beacon. A device that when activated will relocate you and another creature to the entrance of my domicile."

he hands ambriel what looks a bit like a harp

"It is sound activated, playing all the strings will set it in motion. But beware that i only accept subjugated or othrwise dormant creatures. If you bring a fight here you will be treated as hostile as well."

"i dully accept that beacon with your warnings, and thank you. I'll now take my leave. Take care of your units"

"Goodbye."

Ambriel, knowing she had a possible way to get back Cherub, can leave with less burden

feeling rested and still having some suplies, Ambriel pursues her travel into the strange forest

not far from the cave, back in the woods but alone, without the heavy footsteps of cherub behind her, ambriel crosses paths with a hunter. the male human has ordinary clothing and a crossbow, but he doesn't see immediately aggresive

Ambriel waves her hand in a peacful approch

"Hello"

he waves but motions her to be silent, having his eyes one something beyond the bushes

Ambriel stops silent, and try to spot the target

at first ambriel only sees a deer grazing, but adjusting slightly and silently she can see the deer is not alone. a forest nymph is close to it, and it seems the hunter is more fixated on the naked and clueless maiden than the animal

by now, Ambriel knows some of the rules of that cursed forest, so she decides to not interfere in this hunt... not yet at least... letting the hunter having the benefit of doubt

the hunter is aiming his crossbow, the tip of his bolt is blunt, strong enough to knock out but not designed to kill. he steadies his aim, and is about to shoot

Ambriel want to see what are the intentions of the hunter, as he still could aim at either targets

the hunter lets loose and the bolt hits the nymph, knocking her out cold. the deer runs away, but it seems the hunter has his prey already

that when Ambriel want to ask some clarifications.

"Errm, sorry to bother. I just want some info, why are you doing this? What the purpose of this?"

She wants to look neutral.

"I am going to make her my wife of course. She'll be the mother of many of our children."

ambriel has to admit, the nymph is definitely very beautiful and will most likely be able to do just that, if the hunter is not stopped.

"And did you had to hunt her like that? What about her choice? What she wants?"

"Sometimes women have to be.... yoked to see the blessings of motherhood. I am doing this for her own good. She'll come to enjoy being a loving mother and wife!"

Ambriel makes a decision. She will let that hunter mate with the nymph, but after that, she wants to put him **** and alter him to female, so he can also enjoy all that he describe

with no intervention, the hunter takes advantage of the **** nymph and rapes her in front of ambriel. he offers her to get a feel of her great body while relentlessly ravaging her pussy until he cums inside the senseless maiden

Once he is done, Ambriel hit him on the back of his head.

Then she lays him on the ground, and touches his male part focusing on the powers

its easy now with her newfound expertise. the hunter is quickly turned into a female, with full reproductive organs. she'll have to share in all the female curses of biology there are.

"Well, i hope you'll enjoy your new you!"

She feels great doing this justice, or what she now believes is a form of justice in this damned lands

Ambriel now leaves them sleeping, and go further to make camp for the night

the campsite seems to be the one the hunter used before. its warm, wind protected and dry. there is enough wood for a fire and some safe food as well

the night seems quiet. ambriel doesn't notice anything unusual

but not far from there, rumors wills says there were two **** females in the hands of the forest