Dark Royal: Ensnared by the Sorceress Part 1

F/F Blood Futanari Hypnotism Transformation

The Dark Queen Estrasa often spends her time on different floors of her tower. Since so many servants and monsters and tricks and traps exist, it is a veritable playground for the all-powerful spellcaster, and she certainly loves to play.

Take the little city she designed, populated by tiny little people. Often, she would come in with her favorite little rubbing pet, the tiny kobold in her palm, and watch the struggles of the minute people down below. What will they face this time? Perhaps a zombie plague? Or how about an army of spiders?

A lupine form stands in the darkness at the edge of the room. “My queen,” it says to her, “there are more arrivals from the tithes.”

“Very good, very good,” she says, sitting on her knees in front of the city. “Oh, my dear,” she says, placing the tiny kobold into the nearby window, letting her crawl inside and watch the festivities from within. “I want you to vet them thoroughly… see if they will be good for the more special projects.”

“With pleasure, my mistress,” the figure says, disappearing back into the darkness.

Screams rise up from the populace as champions rise and fight off against the invading centipede hoard. Yet, they will soon fall, like the others. Hopefully, the new batch will be much better.

Estrasa’s little kobold pokes her head out of a window, squeaking. Estrasa looks to her with a little smile. “What is it, my sweet?”

Suddenly, a blade emerges from between her breasts, blood spewing out of the sorceress. It trickles down her open robes and exposed skin, and she stares forward, her eyes wavering in confusion as she feels the knife twist inside her.

Warm, scaled skin presses up against her back, and a sibilant voice whispers. “You’ve made yourself a lot of enemies, Estrasa. And your guard dog is most unobservant. Now… sleep, and enjoy oblivion.”

“A… An assassin…?” she asks, her skin going white. “B… but how?”

The assassin, Yoko, smirks and says. “I’m just that good at my job. What? You think just because you’re the strongest sorceress, that you’re the best at everything? Hardly. Now… Sorry to see such a lovely die, but I’m going to love all the gold I get in exchange for your life.”

Yoko giggles as she holds onto the Dark Queen, but even as she gloats over her victim, a shadow looms over her. She blinks a moment, noticing something is wrong, and then spins around, pulling the blade out.

The Estrasa disappears, the looming form revealing itself to be a large, crimson-eyed, humanoid. Feminine in shape, it has green and slimy skin, Its arms are behind its back, as if bound there, and its lower body disappears into a mass of writhing tentacles. One of them reaches up and wraps around Yoko’s arm, squeezing until the assassin drops her blood-drenched dagger.

The alien creature leans in close to her, narrowing its eyes and quivering in a dark giggling delight. “Well, well, well. It’s been a long time since I could play with a worthy adversary.” The voice is decidedly Estrasa’s. After her declaration, a knot of tentacles band together and drive up into the Assassin’s stomach.

Yoko doubles over, but Estrasa wraps a tentacle around her hair and lifts her up until she stands on wobbling feet. “Well… worthy enough to pique my interest, at least,” she says. Crimson eyes glance down over the woman’s form, and a tentacle brushes down over her loose clothing. With a quick flick with multiple tentacles, Estrasa rips the clothing off.

The dark creature splits apart, and stepping out from it is the more beautiful, midnight-skinned humanoid. Though, her body is coated in a fresh layer of slime as she steps from that battle form. “Well, well, well, you’re already a beauty. I don’t think I need to transform you to have my fun.”

Yoko catches her breath and leaps for the queen, but the Sorceress waves her hand and protoplasmic ooze from the battle form shoots up, wrapping around the assassin’s twin cocks. Yoko gasps as she is surrounded by it. More and more of it flies up and splatters against her body, spreading across her skin, compressing around her, wrapping her up in the dark green slime.

Estrasa runs her hands along her own hair as she steps up to Yoko, watching as the girl falls to her side, crashing into a few abandoned buildings of Estrasa’s model city, struggling against the binding slime with no avail.

“I hear your kind loves life in a warm climate and that you forake clothing simply because it is something that constricts you. Tell me, how do you feel about this constriction?”

Yoko blushes deeply as she’s caught. Never had she been bested by anyone. It’s quite the embarrassing situation.

“Well, you don’t have anything to say?” The queen says, shaking her head “Perhaps I’ll see if I can make you talk. What a game that will be, eh?” She steps forward, prodding a toe between Yoko’s legs. When she does, the coating of slime retracts, letting her twin cocks free. “Such a lewd anatomy you have, and you want to show it off? How vulgar.”

“I… I had you…” Yoko whispers, a hint of a growl in her voice.

“Oh, now you talk?” Estrasa asks, running the toe up under one of the barbed lengths. “Oh my, this would certainly be a wild ride if you used these. I would expect an assassin against me would use their anatomy rather than poison. Shame. Anyway, did you expect to find me unguarded so easily?”

“I… I watched you,” Yoko says, breathing heavily. “I don’t under… stand… when you… put a double…”

Estrasa taps her own lip a moment as she presses the cocks up against Yoko’s stomach. “Oh my, isn’t that a conundrum. What is a Dark Queen to do, when she’s capable of transforming all she  surveys?” She points behind Yoko, and the shattering of more tiny buildings is followed by another Estrasa, coughing and covered in masonry dust. SHe looks around, wide-eyed and scared.