Orc Shaman's were a rare breed among their kind. Most orcs were simply large, with the strength and endurance to match their size. Capable of eating vast quantities of food and storing the energy from it, or from magical points in the landscape, they could live almost anywhere.
This was of course countered by the fact that most orcs were, quiet bluntly, not very bright. Orcs knew where to find food, and they could understand the idea of friends and foe, could figure out what was dangerous. If one was to compare their intellect to other creatures of Eostia, they were like human children, not dumb, but not intelligent either, and unlike humans and many other kinds of demons, they did not learn new things easily unless they made a physical impact upon them. So injury was understood and learned from easily, while concepts like forging and crating were a much more drawn out thing,
Orc Shaman's were the exception to these things. Gifted with intelligence, wisdom and the ability to use magic for both combat and healing their own, orc shamans were the unofficial leaders of Orcish tribes. They would organize the tribe, care for breeding sows and slaves alike, and made decisions for the good of them all.
At least they did before the dark queen came into the picture. When she came to the northern lands and cast her spell, broke the minds of all demons and turned her into her servants, it destroyed them. All orcs were simply beasts to do her bidding, no different than the imps, goblins, ogres, trolls, gargoyles or any other demon.
Nothing but beast of burden to command. Meat for a war effort.
"Sir, we're being commanded for a skirmish again,"
Kaiser looked up from his desk to see one of his generals standing in the doorway of his tent.
"Send the dimmest.
"We already did, a few days ago sir."
"Then . . . . . . Volunteers. Those who know what they need to do, and might survive to see our future flourish."
" . . . . There will be many."
"Then, then make them choose."
"Yes sir, the orc general said before leaving, allowing Kaiser to look back down at his small messy desk covered in maps and old scavenged writings. Hundreds of years of wasted potential left a lot of catch up to do, and while Kaiser could feel his abilities and know some of them, some of the thoughts and magical words and turns of phrase that sat in his mind went unused for a lack of understanding.
It would be foolish to cast a spell that he did not know the effect of after all.
He needed information to plan his kind's freedom, he needing it to plan his uprising, and guarantee that the least amount of his kind would die, and that they could capture as many dark elves as possible to use as breeding sows.
It was what they deserved after all for enslaving his kind for so long.
Ultimately, his problem was one of time. It took time to plan, and time to relearn what had been lost. It would take time to truly break the control on every demon aside from his own Orcish kin, and it would take time to break in their new sows.
And it would only be a matter of item before the Dark Queen realized he and many others were no longer under her ice cold command.
He had made it sound so easy to his kind before she almost regained control on him, and did regain control on the vast majority of demons, yet he was not sure how to proceed. He needed a plan, and he needed it to be good.
Or he wouldn't be able to continue planning at all.
The sound of his tent's flap being moved aside made Kaiser Sigh. "Let me guess, to many volunteers?"
"No, not in the way you are thinking, oh Orcish shaman,"
Kaiser perked and spun around to find a man, a human man in a dark cloak and robe with his head partially covered by a hood, standing in the doorway to his tent.
"Human, I don't know how you go here but-" Kaiser said as he got up and held his staff in one hand, only for the human to merely hold out his own hand, and reveal a dark black stone that glowed purple in a way that felt, familiar.
"Hold now, Shaman, I come here as a mere messenger, and I come offering you an alliance."
"An, alliance?"
"Yes," the man said as his other hand took out a rolled scroll. "Can you read?"
"I, believe I can yes," Kaiser said, prompting the human to suddenly toss the scroll at him silently. He looked at the scroll warily, unable to sense any magic from it, but humans were devious. "What is this?"
"An offer, give it a read," The human said simply and without any sort of venom in his tone.
Kaiser eyed the scroll as he slowly opened it and found it was just words. And what they said, and offered, seemed far too good of an offer. "This cannot be true."
"It is. We have a way to usurp the dark queen, but we will need your help."
"Why not do it yourself then, human," Kaiser said with a snarl. "You want us dead after all,"
"Actually, our leader has made it clear he does not want you dead, "the man said with a smirk. "After all, were rather similar, men, who want women under heel where they belong. He wishes to create a new land where human and demon can live together. A country where women serve as they are supposed to. A world where those in power can fuck and feast all they want!"
Kaiser felt his body react on a primal level to such an idea. "And how exactly, would such a thing even be achieved?"
"Read the second scroll for a taste," The man said.
Kaiser looked at the scroll to discover that there were indeed two of them, and began reading the second of them, his lips twisting into what ended in a horrific smile as he finished reading. "Well, I think I should meet your leader and get this alliance started."
"Excellent. I can take you to the meeting place, with guards if you would like, so how quickly can you be ready?"
"Tell me the location, I will need to prepare my people to act accordingly without my presence," Kaiser stated, knowing that going away instantly would be a suicidal idea if this was all a ruse.
"Very well," The man said as he put the glowing stone away and took out a third small rolled scroll of parchment. "This details how to find us. Bring no more than four others within the next two weeks, and wear black cloth around your neck or shoulders to signify your intent to meet with us. Understand?"
"Yes, that is simple," Kaiser said as he took the scroll and opened it to find it showed a crude map. "One question human."
"It can wait till you meet our leader, "The human said as he held out one of his arms high above himself, making his sleeve slip and reveal that his forearm was covered in dark purple glowing tattoos of clearly magical, and malevolent, nature.
"No it is simple," Kaiser said with a chuckle. "Your name. All humans have them after all."
The man was still for a moment before he smirked. "I am Called Kin, remember it when you meet our leader," he then declared before snapping a finger and disappearing in a puff of purple smoke.
Kaiser stood in the tent before smirking to himself. "Well, this wasn't what I expected, and it's obvious these humans just want to use us. . . . But I can use them as well."
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Hicks was not happy.
It was sort of surprisingly really all things considered. He and the rest of the captains under Vault had gained great power, power beyond human ability, and he was feeling stronger than ever. Even the rabble he commanded were stronger than the average mercenary.
But here he was, trudging through the mountainous lands of the Eastern gateway, the pass that led to the lands much further east. Vault had ordered him this way claiming that he would find an ally out in this direction, but so far hicks and his men had found nothing but rocks, tree's, and a single goat that had managed to avoid becoming an addition to their rations.
Which was unfortunate as they were starting to run low on rations and would need to head back within the next day or two or risk running out on the way back.
"Hey, Boss?"
Hicks held back a sigh, knowing that one of his men was likely about to start complaining. "What is it? I told you already we'd head back after a few more-"
"I smell smoke."
Hicks, and all of his men, stopped and began looking around, sniffing the air as they did. And seconds later Hicks could smell it as well. Wood smoke. "Okay, that's a good sign. Smoke means fire, fire means people. Anyone tell where it's coming from?"
"No,"
"Winds too weird around here,"
"Yeah, I can't tell. It's like it's all around us."
"This doesn't make-" Hicks stopped and looked down at the ground and scowled, grabbing his sword lightly with one hand. "Guys, on my command. . . .scatter!"
As soon as the words left Hicks lips his men did as commanded. Some ran backwards, others leapt to the side, and one even jumped and rolled over a fallen tree. And at the same time that they moved, the ground where they had been standing erupted in a blast of plant matter and cinders as a horrific looking insect bore out of the ground. It was segmented, each segment a half foot long and a full foot wide with a half dozen legs coming out of its sides, while its head was an almost shield shaped segment with tiny beady eyes, and four massive mandibles not unlike curve knives that had fire actively frothing out of its open mouth.
"What the hells is that?!" someone yelled.
"I, I think it's a centipede!" another yelled as the monster began breathing a gout of flams toward a few of them, who avoided it by a combination of using the tree's, dodging, and sheer dumb luck.
"It's a monster and need to be dealt with, kill it like any other monster!" Hicks yelled a he jumped toward it and dropped into a slide to avoid the flames. Thankfully the forest floor was mostly loose, so his didn't slide too far, allowing him to roll forward and thrust his blade into the monstrosities body. Thin orange blood gushed from the wound almost striking hicks and splashing the ground, steaming as it landed. "Shit, caustic blood, be careful!" Hicks yelled as he wrenched the blade out and rolled away from the creature as it snapped its jaws toward him, striking, and devastating a chunk of deadfall into mere splinters with seemingly no difficulty
"I got it!" one man yelled as she drew his bow and let loose a heavy solid steel arrow. Heavy arrows, as they called, were made to pierce into the thick tough flesh of demons, and had heads designed to be difficult to remove without causing even worse wounds, and even had grooves in the shaft to make it easier for blood to flow out of the wounds themselves. They could piece troll flesh, and were sturdy enough that they could even penetrate gargoyles and roughly made armor plates. Yet the heavy steel arrow merely was turned aside by the centipede monsters exoskeleton, nearly striking another mercenary in the process.
"Whoa, watch it!"
"It, it deflected a Heavy arrow!"
"Yeah I noticed; try aiming at a better spot next time!"
"Where? The whole thing is armored!"
"Hey, less yelling and more killing!" Hicks yelled as he leapt out of the way of the centipede and let his sword trail behind him, striking its underbelly and being turned away, but not nearly as obviously as his earlier hits. "its underside isn't as strongly armored aim for it, or the eyes!"
"Yeah, that's not going to be so easy, boss!"
"I am aware," Hicks said as he swung his blade down at its multitude of legs, cutting away a number of them and making its caustic blood squirt out in small amounts onto the ground by his feet. "It's not invincible though; chip away on it when it's safe, just like killing gargoyles!"
"Yeah we'll kill it and-" one of the men began to say, only to be cut off by a strange whistling noise that had a low, almost ominous tone to it.
The centipede monsters immediately tensed and then burrowed under the ground only for its head to then reappear out of the ground a few meters away, looking at them not as if they were prey.
"Uh, boss?"
Hicks stared at the monster before smirking. "I get it. Its master wants us to follow it."
"It's, master?"
"Yeah, probably the one Vault wanted us to go find," Hicks said as he began walking toward the monster casually. Though he did not sheathe his sword, just to be safe.
As he approached the monster it then ducked under ground again, and a moment later it came out from the ground even further away, continuing to stare expectantly. This was enough prof to most of the mercenaries that Hicks had guess right, so they all followed behind Hicks.
They followed the centipede down and up the slopes of the mountainous terrain, seeing a number of birds and small animals that seemed to simply not be bothered by them, but it was only after an hour of following the centipede monster that they found the environment change around them. The tree's shifted from mountainous needle tree's to pale barks tree's with red leaves, while the amount of underbrush thinned and was soon replaced by fine gravel that began to form a pathway.
And then the pathway went over a rise to reveal what was clearly some sort of eastern building, hidden far in the depths of the mountain. Dark wooden columns with a grid work of lighter wood and paper walls, all surrounded by walls of grey stone and a courtyard of gravel and sand. The gate at the walls was surrounded by a painted dark wooden archway of sharp angles that stood there weather beaten, and as Hicks and his men crossed underneath it they noticed another point of interest. An old bronze bell that hung above a box at the front if the building, and a robes man, sitting in front of it, back turned to them while the centipede took up a position to his side, lying low to the ground.
"So you're the master of that thing, huh?" Hicks said as he took steps forward, only to very suddenly feel a pressure all around him. He glanced around to see his men behind him seemingly unaffected, and try as he might he could not see anything that would make him feel so threatened. Was it the man who was till kneeling perhaps, or something else?"
"You should not tread so arrogantly, upon hallowed ground, Eostian," The man kneeling before the bell said, his voice gravely, as if speaking itself was done through pain.
"This is your doing then?" Hicks asked with a smirk. The pressure was not painful, and it certainly would not stop his from acting if he needed to.
"No, it is Konchu-no-Kami," the man said as a hand utterly covered in bandages, reached up and gently pulled on a rope hanging from the bell, striking it and letting out a low, and uncomfortable tone that, moments later relieved the pressure Hicks was feeling. "Or, what is left of him, I suppose."
Hicks looked around in confusion, his gaze falling on the still wounded centipede monster. "You mean you named the Centipede thing of yours?"
"Yes, but he is not what I speak of," The man said as he stood up and turned around, making it clear that this man was not a figure of clean health. He wore a black leather chest plate of some kind and black pants, and overtop of those who wore a tattered brown cloak, but anywhere that there would be flesh visible, was instead covered in bandages, a mix of old and new. Only the edged of his burned and scarred lips, the tip of his nose, and the area immediately around his eyes could be seen. "I speak of the God that once held temple in this, and many other places. The great God of insects, once responsible for both famines, and the proliferation of crops in equal measure. One of the gods of the lands to the east of yours, sundered and defeated, destroyed by the rise of their new, one, god."
"Oh I get it, you're some sort of, priest from the east, eh?" Hocks asked, making a couple of his men chuckle lightly to themselves.
"Yes. I am a priest of the old gods who were culled and killed and sealed away, my lord's power still exists within me, so he is not dead, but he is sealed and weak, and I would see him free once more," the bandaged man said as he took a few steps toward Hicks. "That is why you have come, is it not? To assist me in my efforts for revenge?"
"That depends," Hicks said with a grin as he took a step forward. "Does your enemy happen to be a woman named Kaguya who comes from your lands, yet resided in ours?"
"Yes. She is a Priestess of the new, one god," The bandaged man said with a nod of her head. "I must end her beliefs, and use her body to resuscitate my lord."
Hicks smiled at the bandaged man's words. "Then I think we have things in common. My boss sent me here because he figured there'd be someone around here that could help us," Hicks said as he stepped closer and offered the man a hand. "Why don't you come back with us and we can talk about our situations and get acquainted with each other's intentions?"
The bandaged man looked at Hicks hand in confusion. "You intend to undo Kaguya yourselves?"
"More like the entire group she is part of," Hicks said as he lowered his hand, realizing that a man from the east likely would not understand what he had been trying to do. "It's time that men took control, and women learned their places, after all."
The man seemed to look at Hicks for a moment before bowing slightly. "Very well, I look forward to hearing what your group intends, and to see how you intend such a thing. What may I call you and your group?"
"I'm Hicks, second in command of the Black Dog's mercenary band, or the Kuroinu as some from the east might call us," Hicks said proudly as he gestured to his men. "These are my men. So, what can we call you?"
"I am an Entomancer of the east, and you may call me Shamuhaza," the man said, a smile barely noticeable with all of the bandages covering his head. "I look forward to our travels, and the talks they will bring, and lead to."
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Jack let out a huff as he finished turning the soil in front of him. There was nothing better than getting ones hands dirty, getting dirt and soil stuck underneath the fingernails as he tilled soil and planted seeds. There was nothing better than harvesting the fruits of a harvest planted by one's own hands and reveling in the taste and perfection of home grown vegetables.
He l oved gardening, and being able to do it and set his own prices for his produce, was one of the reasons his home was where it was, a day's travel north east of Geofu. The few traders that came by often told him how dangerous his choice of location for his home was, told him it would be better to move south.
But the idea of heading south disgusted him. Having been raised in the south he knew what it was like. Yes it was technically safer; but the bureaucracy of the alliance was strong. Taxes were higher the further south you went, and the soil was not as fertile. One could make a living, but he'd have to work three times as hard and plow over ten times the land just to get a solid amount of vegetables of quality enough to sell at a decent price.
Here in the north though, in the frontier, there were no taxes, and the soil was of great quality. Sure there was the supposed danger of the demons of the dark queen, but in the six years he and his family had been here he had never seen so much as an imp I the little forested copse that he called home.
Granted that hadn't stopped the local merchants from trying to get him to move to the cities, or down south, making his wife continually nervous about their life, and increasing desperate for them to move.
"Hey, good evening jack!"
Jack turned to see a small horse drawn wagon approaching down the dirt road and had to hold back a scowl. Hesk was one of the merchants that frequented the area, selling goods, and information for cheap as well as buying goods for reasonable prices.
He was also one of the merchants that liked rumormongering about how dangerous life was in the frontier, and how so many small communities either disappeared or left for the safety of the south. Jack was also pretty sure he had the hots for his wife.
"What do you want Hesk? I told you I'd have stuff for you in two weeks. It has only been one so far," Jack asked in a tone that wasn't angry, but was terse.
"Oh don't be like that, jack, I just was in the area and figured I'd swing by and share some information I've heard," Hesk said as he brought his horse to a stop and looked down at Jack with a smile. "Information and news are good things after all, no?"
"Not when your news makes Chantelle all nervous and terrified of the night it doesn't.," Jack said grimly. "That news about river-song village nearly made her hysterical."
"Well, it was pretty big news and the news I have is sort of related to it," Hesk said as he climbed down from his horse and patted its mane. "You recall that foreign mage I told you about? The one rumored to be serving the Goddess reborn?"
"Yes?"
"Well there's a new rumor claiming he's some kind of agent of the inquisition now,"
"That sounds absurd. A man in the church's inquisition? The church hates men."
"Hey, I don't make the rumors, I just share them," Hesk said before his smile faltered. "There's . . .also been another odd rumor going about. Last few days people have reported strange noises in the night, and a couple peoples nearby and claiming they found tracks they couldn't recognize. Some are saying it's the early sign of an attack by the Dark Queen's forces to this area."
"Sounds like fearmongering."
"It does, I agree, but . . . . You are sure you don't want to head south? Not all the way I mean just, south of the shields maybe?"
"No,"
"Look Jack, I'm asking for your family's sake. Think of your wife and daughter. Being further south would mean they would be safer."
"Would they though? I know of the rumors of slavers and the like in the south, and taxes are way higher. I wouldn't be able to give them as good of a life down south."
"I get that, really I do . . . but things are, well things are strange. There's talk of strange happenings around some of the Shields, more people are moving south to get away from the uncertainty. Myself included."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning my run next week through this are will be my last. In two weeks I'm heading down south to get away from the frontier, the demons, and all the fear."
"Finally afraid of your own rumors huh?" Jack said with a shake of his head. "And here I was thinking that you were the one propagating them to make more money from people by using their fears."
"What!?" Hesk exclaimed in shock. "You, you thought . . . for how long!?"
"As long as I've known you."
"What?!"
"I also know you've been lusting after, and tried to make a pass at my wife in the past."
"Wha- that, I uh, that doesn't matter right now jack!"
"You're right, it doesn't," Jack said with a sigh. "So, you just came by to try to make us chase after you and head south huh?"
" . . . . Yes. Regardless of your feelings of me, or my past feeling on Chantelle, I just want you all to be safe."
Jack stared at Hesk for a moment, noticing how Hesk looked utterly honest, and actually afraid. "Why?"
"Why? Because I am afraid dammit!" Hesk exclaimed. "We haven't lost villages in years, yet we do now, and with all the other rumors of things, and strange happenings. Did you know some villages south of Thorn are having bouts of town wide nightmares? Meanwhile an entire nobles' territory was seized by the church and the rumor is that she was a cultist! I feel, I feel like the whole world is falling apart at the seams, and I wont to make sure I don't fall apart with it."
"Okay, but why tell me now?" Jack asked carefully.
"Because . . . because I feel like something terrible is going to happen soon. I had to tell you, had to let you know before I left."
Jack stared at Hesk and let out a resigned sigh. He would be lying if he thought that everything was perfect. He had felt it too, an overarching sense of something being woefully wrong as of late.
Perhaps it was time to stop being so set in his ways.
"Alright, let's go and talk to Chantelle and we can-"
Jack was cut off as a pair of women's screams tore through the air, ripping his and Hesk's attention toward them, toward his home. Both men rushed toward the home, jack hefting the hoe in his hands, and kicked the front door down as soon as he reached it.
"Chantelle, Alice!" He yelled, finding no one in the living area of the home, and the door to his and Chantelle's room half open.
"Daddy, help us it, it's-"His daughter voice came from the open doorway in sobs, prompting him to rush toward and through it.
What he found was a scene that horrified him. His bed was broken in half and against the wall, allowing a creature he did not recognize to stand in the middle of the room. It looked like a woman, but as if she had been fused with a demon or monster. Her skin was flawless, yet her hair was replaced by chords of wound flesh dissimilar from tentacles but similar to nothing else. Large horns protruded out from between the tentacle hair, dark and ominous in their shape, while the woman's arms were made of some sort of carapace or scale, spiked and dangerous looking with claws tipping her three fingered hands and spikes coming away from her shoulders. The woman's legs were entirely made of a similar carapace that was shaped morel like overly large bones and had a pair of knee's, one bent backwards and giving her legs a sort of avian or reptilian look that was painfully not human. She wore clothing that was barely even strips of cloth across her ample breast flesh and around her hips, hiding nothing really, but it was the last things that jack noticed that horrified him the most. Her wings and tail and face. Her wings were great things of deep purplish red flesh that looked useless for flight and more like mounds that hung away from her back, while her tail looked like a giant parasitic eel that was coming away from her plump rear, its end opened n a mouth devoid of teeth that was wrapped around her daughter legs as she laid on the ground, struggling to escape the impossible limbs suction. His wife was held in the air by the woman's one hand, holding her by the throat and choking her, and despite the clear horror of the creature before him jack felt only rage at it endangering his family and charged forward with a roar.
"Get away from my family you- urk!"
And promptly did not notice the other creature in the room that grabbed him from the side, lifting him high up into the air with great deep purple tentacles.
"And that is the whole family," the tentacle monstrosity said as it lifted jack up by the neck and turned him so he could see it in all its horror. He had never seen something so horrifying before. It looked nothing like any demon he had ever heard of. Neither of them did!
"Yes, and now we can add more to our number father," the female monstrosity said as she then snapped her gaze down to the middle aged girl half contained in her tail and trying to get away. "Stop trying to escape little one, I can't evolve you if you keep struggling."
"NO! Let me go! Let us go!" the girls screamed as she clawed at the floor, her nails and fingers tuning bloody as she was utterly ignorant of the damage she was causing herself trying to escape.
"Oh stop it, and follow your Mother's example!" The monsters woman said as she shook jacks wife in the air, not realizing that she had gone unconscious from lack of breath.
"Lilith, you will kill that one you are holding if you do not loosen your grip," The tentacle monster stated simply as if chastising a child. Jack tried to grab at the tentacle holding his throat, but he could feel his own consciousness failing even as he tried and failed to get a proper grip on the appendage holding him.
The monstrous woman, apparently named Lilith, looked at jack and the tentacle monster before then looking up at Jacks wife, promptly dropping her to the ground a second later, the shock making her cough on reflex and proving that he still lived. "Oops, sorry about that father. These humans are so fragile."
"They are, but that is why we need to improve upon them," The tentacle monster said as it turned its gaze to Jack, its eyes smiling with wicked intent. "I shall begin dealing with this one, and the one still outside."
"Actually, may I try to evolve that one as well, father?" Lilith asked as her tail lifted jacks daughter Alice into the air and slurped her up, complete encasing her in the fleshy appendage.
"Lilith, this is a man, not a woman," The monster said as it shook jack in the air, forcing his gaze back to it as he continued to struggle in vain against its hold.
"Yes, I want to see if I can turn him in to a Lilim as well. You have told me that experimentation is important after all. May I?" Lilith asked as one of her fleshy wings seemed to squirt a bit of fluid before the end of it opened up to reveal yet another leech like mouth that then lowered and began swallowing jack's wife Chantelle headfirst.
"I' I'll, ugh!" Jack gagged, as he tried to speak before deciding to kick his legs out as hard as he could. He did manage to kick the thing holding him, but it seemed unfazed by his kick.
In fact it seemed insulted as it very suddenly three him to the ground at Lilith's feet. "Very well, see if you can turn him into a Lilim as well then. I shall be outside preparing the other one."
"Of course, thank you father," Lilith said as she looked down at Jack and smiled, revealing that all of her teeth seemed to be sharp and pointed. "Don't worry; I'll give a place as my own children alongside your family!" She then declared as the other monster left.
"G-go to, hell," Jack coughed out as he pushed himself away from the monster and tried to get to his feet.
"Aw, don't you want to be just like your family?" Lilith asked as her wing finished slurping up his wife, making it look like a giant bulb of flesh hanging from her back on a stalk. The other wing then moved forward and overhead menacingly, its mouth opening up and dripping liquid down onto the floor.
"No," Jack said as he finally got to his feet and picked up his hoe from the floor, holding it ready to use as he glared at the monster before him. "Now give me, back my, family!"
"Oh don't worry, they aren't going anywhere," Lilith said as her tail seemed to pulse and squirm, getting a bit bigger as it did. "I'm just evolving your family into mine, into something better than worthless humans," she then smiled in a manner that could only be described as predatory. "Just like I'll do to you, soon enough."
"Not if, I kill you first!" Jack yelled as he took a step forward and swung his hoe with all the strength he could muster. It was the perfect swing, the head angled just right and towards the monsters head, but in the last moment it simply swung its arm up and broke the blade with its bare claw. "What!?"
"Please, did you actually think a farming tool could possibly hurt something as perfect as me?" Lilith asked as she took a step forward and wrenched the shaft of wood out of jacks hand and tossed it to the side. "And now, I make you better!"
"No!" Jack yelled as he leapt to the side to dodge Lilith's wing as it tried to grab him, striking and crushing the walls instead before it spat out the wet splinters of wood.
"Stop moving, how am I supposed to evolve you if you keep moving?" Lilith said in an almost pouty tone.
"Maybe because I don't want to be used as a demons meal!" Jack yelled as he looked around and found a knife lying on the ground and picked it up. He then looked at Lilith's tail and wig. They were still bulbous. Maybe if he cut them, he could save his wife and daughter. But he'd need an opening of some kind.
"You won't be a meal though," Lilith said as she tuned to him, her one wing's maw open wide and drooling liquid as it pointed towards jack. "I simply need to eat you up to evolve you," she said before smiling. "Just like I'm doing to your wife and daughter."
Jack tensed instantly as her words finally reached him and started falling into place. "What?"
"Were you not listening?" Lilith asked with a smile. "I'm not eating them, I'm evolving them into Lilim!"
"So you're turning them into . . . demons?" Jack asked darkly as he noticed Lilith's tail pulse and begin undulating.
"Yes, but don't worry, they will be very happy. Want to see?" Lilith asked before her tail undulated more and then opened up, letting jacks daughters body slide out of the tail, naked and covered in slime.
Except it wasn't his daughter. It had her face he could tell as it sat up, but that was it. Its hair was the same length as his daughter, but her body now looked many years older. Her body simply oozed sex appeal and attraction with large plump breast and wide childbearing hips. But it was the wet wings that then fanned out behind her and shook slime off them that first put him off. And then the horns that grew from her head and the thin wiry tail that grew out rom above her ass.
"AAAaaaahhhhh, it feels, so good!" Jack's daughter said in a voice that would have made whore blush as she stood up and shook slime off her naked body. She then stood up, doing so in such a way as to accentuate her breasts and ass as she move, and stood there with her legs firmly apart allowing any and all free sight upon her flower.
"By the goddess, what have you done to her!?" Jack demanded in horror, not realizing that his manhood was hardening as his nose was tinged by the scent of fertile womanhood.
"I made her better, wouldn't you say dear?" Lilith asked, prompting jacks daughter to nod her head, the horns upon her head making the motion look much more impactful.
"Yes, I feel amazing now and," Alice smiled at Jack, eyes full of lust. "Hey Daddy, why don't we have some fun together before mother wakes up? I want a taste of you."
"No, no daughter would ever-"Jack began to speak, only for his daughter to suddenly close the distance and grab his wrists, pushing him back against the wall with strength beyond a humans.
"Sorry Daddy, but I didn't say you had a choice in the matter," Alice stated before she forced her lips on his and began grinding one of her knee's against his throbbing rod, making in him realize its state, to his own horror.
She didn't give an inch however. Her tongue lashed into his mouth, longer than a humans ever should have been, and with each second of her touching him it felt like his body was getting weaker and weaker.
Finally, she pulled her lips away, and was then pulled away further by Lilith, allowing jack to fall to the ground, exhausted in a way that didn't make sense.
"Now now my dear, if you work him so hard his body may not be able to withstand the evolution," Lilith chastised the girl with a smile as her tail slid toward Jack close to his feet and out of immediate sight.
"I just wanna have a taste of him though, can I please?" Alice begged as if she was asking for a small stuffed toy, not asking to sexually assault her own father.
Lilith seemed to look at Alice for a moment before smiling. "Alright, but only one taste, and not with your lower mouth."
"Yay!" Alice exclaimed before lunging and tackling Jack completely to the ground, pushing him against the floor and using her wings to pin his hands down. With his hands pinned she then used her own to tear off jack's shirt, baring his chest and allowing her to press her ample breasts against his flesh while forcing her lips onto his own.
Jack tried to resist. He struggled against the wings holding his hands down, and tried to shift his body to push The thing masquerading as his daughter off of his body. Yet each struggle made her seemingly press her plump boy against his own, making his manhood react, and each second it stood tall felt like an eternity of all of his energy being siphoned downward. Heat filled his belly and crotch, and as her tongue invaded his mouth it felt like his whole body was becoming weaker, and hornier, with each passing second.
Alice was not merely content with kissing and pressing her breasts against him though as her thighs squished around his cock and began rubbing them with their soft flesh. Jack could feel his body pushing all of his energy down, but just as he felt he could not hold back despite his best intentions, Alice stopped gipping his cock with her thighs and removed her lips from his own, pushing herself up above him with only her wings and legs, and looked down at him with a smile. "It feels good doesn't it, daddy?"
"S-stop this, Alice," Jack managed to gasp out pleadingly.
"But we're just getting to the best part!" Alice said as she quickly clambered off of jack, and then climbed onto him again, this time sitting with her crotch on his face, her breasts pressing against his l lower belly, and his throbbing erection in front of her face as she spoke. "The real taste!"
Before jack could even respond Alice wrapped jacks throbbing rod into the entirety of her mouth while pressing her wet crotch into his face. The smell of fertility and arousal assaulted jacks mind, making it even harder to resist, and the feeling of wet, warm, and slipper mouth all over his manhood made him lose his mind.
And his resistance.
In that moment he erupted and released his seed, the very seed that had had made his daughter in his wives belly, into his own daughters mouth.
The feeling of sweet release, of absolute bliss washed over jack as he fired the thickest load of semen he had in years, only for it to disappear as Alice pulled herself off his rod and climb off of him, licking her lips as if she had just eaten the tastiest dinner or sweets imaginable.
Greif and horror filled Jacks mind in an instant, making his body go from blissfully hot, to ice cold in disgust.
"Kill me," Jack said in defeat.
"Hmm, but why would we do that daddy? Didn't it feel good?" Alice cooed as she knelt down beside Jack and twirled a finger around one of his nipples.
"Yes, it did, and I have tainted my own daughter, so I'm not fit to live. Kill me, you monsters,"
"But then the mistress can't make you understand," Alice said innocently as Lilith's tail squirmed closer to Jacks head without him noticing.
"And you will," Lilith then said before her tail burst forward and latched onto Jack's head, swallowing down to his chest in an instant. Jack couldn't produce the strength to resist, and in mere seconds the tail swallowed the rest of him down until he was merely a bulge within its fleshy membranes. "And now he will be, ugh,"
"Is something wrong mistress!?" Alice asked instantly as Lilith seemed to grab at her stomach, s if something she ate did not agree with her.
"I am fine, I merely need to focus on your father, luckily-" Lilith paused as he one wing arched down and then slowly spat out Chantelle, who looked very similar to Alice, but with a much more refined, and even sexier form befitting her more adult looking body. "I can do that now."
"Oh wow, mom you look amazing!" Alice stated as she ran over and immediately began fondling her mother's massive jugs.
"Ahn, and I feel amazing as well, Alice," Chantelle said as she stretched out her wings ns shook the slime off of them before then reaching forward and groping her daughters breasts as well. "You have your own lovely pair you know,"
"But yours are so nice and huge now Mother!" Alice said as she tried, and failed, to stifle a moan. "Mother, did you hear? Mistress is going to evolve Daddy too, Ahn!"
"Yes, I did hear," Chantelle said as she pinched her daughter's nipple as her tail went down lower. "We'll have to welcome him with open arms and help her understand how a woman's body works. Do you think you will be up for it?"
"Of course!" Alice exclaimed as she let go of her mother's breast and climbed to her feet, away from her mother's grasp. "I'll teach Daddy all there is to know about being a Lilim!"
"I'm sure he will be very thankful for that," Chantelle's said as she looked at Lilith." Thank you for making me understands my own pathetic existence before, Mistress, if my former Husbands transformation going as you expected?"
"It, is proving a bit more, taxing than I, expected," Lilith said with a groan as he tail undulated and pulsed irregularly as she smiled. "But, she . . . is nearly there."
Both mother and daughter looked delighted, but before they could speak the door to the home opened and Ahriman stepped in, his tentacle and brows giving him a sour sort of expression. "What of your experiment?"
"He is proceeding, urg, well I believe, and should. . . .Be reborn shortly," Lilith said with noticeable difficulty.
"And the difficulty?"
"Much more, father,"
"Hmm, so it likely will not be worth it, for most men," Ahriman seemed to muse before one of his tentacles tore the door behind him off its hinges. "The other human has escaped. Once your daughters are ready, have them deal with him in whatever way you and they please."
"Yes, I'm sure they will relish their first real meal!" Lilith said happily as her tail undulated again, making her wince. "Ah, she's almost there . . . may, I ask where you will be, father?"
"Another nearby house, turning its denizens into breeding masses for our future endeavors,"
"Ooh, what're those, sir? " Alice asked curiously as she came forward and looked o at Ahriman with stars in her eyes, she also seeming to be eyeing his tentacles.
"They are masses of genitalia, flesh, and muscle that will be able to fight many enemies at once, and breed an even greater number of humans at once. I am working on them still, but I hope to be able to allow them to corrupt humans to be like you," Ahriman said as he slipped backwards out the door. I will see you all in a few hours upon return to the base."
"Yes father!" "Yes my lord!" Yes Master!"
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Hesk ran, or more accurately he rode, like his life depended on it.
He was a coward. He always had been. He hated conflict, hated violence, and knew he was weak. All he could do was trade, and pass on information.
So when he heard the sound of Jack's wife screaming, he did the best thing he could do.
He ran.
He tried warning Jack, and that was all he could do, so he ran.
He rode his horse as fast and as hard as he could through the parse woods in the direction of Feoh. It would take many days, but if he got enough of a head start he could keep ahead of whatever it was that was attacking and warn the Shields.
He felt bad for jack and his family, but the only way he would survive would be to look after himself first and foremost.
So he ran, knowing that jack was likely dead, and knowing that a long as he crossed over the nearby river, he would be home free. Demons were dumb, and they could lose his scent crossing a river, he just needed to-
Suddenly, alongside a pained whine from his horse, Hesk found the world turning upside down. First the road, then the tree's and skies, then the road again and the tree's again. And it was then, as he hit the ground that he realized he had been thrown from his horse for some reason.
"Ah, damn, that, that hurts," Hesk grumbled as he sat up and checked him for injuries, and finding none, then looked to see where his horse was.
It was lying on the ground, its legs clearly broken and its body battered, while standing to the side, holding the horses severed head dripping blood, was a woman who he almost recognized, with the body of an angel, but the appended of some kind of slut monster.
"My, you do run fast, don't you, Hesk?" The woman asked as she dropped the horses head to the ground with a dull thump.
"How, how do you-"
"Please why wouldn't I recall the name of the man who always had his eyes glued to my breasts," the woman said as she began stepping towards Hesk, her hips shifting from de to side in a sexy an exaggerated manner that seemed to make her beyond plump and barely contained breasts sway and bounce in a way that was nearly hypnotic.
"No, you, what happened to you? I heard you scream for jack, heard your daughter scream too!" Hesk said as he tried to scramble backwards onto the dirt away from the thing that looked like it had stolen Chantelle's face.
"Oh we did, we screamed so loudly in fear, but then our Mistress made us better, made us realize that she wasn't trying to kill us, but make us better," Chantelle said as she continued to slowly walk toward Hesk, making him back up until h felt his back press against something. "And now, we can show how much better we are."
W-we?" Hesk asked as he slowly looked up to see what he had backed into. There, standing behind and above him, was a young girl. She had a lithe and small body, covered in what barely even amounted to strings, and she smiled down at Hesk with a face he partly recognized. "A-Alice?"
"Hi Uncle Hesk," Alice said with a smile that looked utterly whorish as she took a slight smile back, making Hesk's back and head slide down her legs a bit. "I know you always were lusting after mommy, but you can look at me too you know."
"Wh-what?" Hesk said in utter confusion before realizing that Alice also looked weird in addition to wearing almost no clothing. She had horns, and a tail and-
Hesks thoughts were cut off as Alice bent at the waist down toward him and kissed him on the lips with her own. In hat instant Hesk felt his body going limp, like a wave of lethargy was washing over him alongside an intense heat. Alice used her lips and tongue in a way that was utterly obscene, and in bare seconds his own tongue was tangling with her own.
And then he felt his pants get pulled off his body forcibly.
"Now then, why don't I get you all prepared down here while Alice is attending to your mouth, hmm?" Chantelle said in a sort of sing-song tone just before Hesk felt a soft and warm pressure drop on and surround his now bare penis. The pressure then amplified from both sides and began grinding up and down, and while he couldn't see what was happening due to Alice's face being in the way, he was pretty sure he knew what was happening.
And it felt heavenly, but was also very confusing. It dint make sense, noting did, so he tried to make his body move, to resist, to something. But as soon as he tried to lift his arms to push Alice away, her own hand grabbed his and held them against his sides as she continued to kiss him so forcefully it was starting to become hard to breathe.
Then, just as it felt like his consciousness would fail him, Alice pulled her mouth away from Hesks and stood up straight. Part of Hesk's mind knew that the way she had to have been bending was absurd, but he was more focused on breathing.
And then on the sight before him, of Chantelle lying on the ground with her breasts wrapped around his hard length, her tongue licking the tip gently as her hands pressed and rubbed her mounds against his shaft.
He had long imagined such a scene, even after Chantelle and jack had gotten married he had imagined such absurdities, even going so far as to fantasizing stealing her from him, but he never would.
And so the sight before him brought him beyond the blink he hadn't realized he was on, releasing all of his thick syrup, it spurting out and onto Chantelle's breasts and face.
"Ah, there's so much," Chantelle said with a pleased smile as he tongue, longer than it should have been, poked out from between her lips and began licking the semen off of her breasts that r still sandwiched around Hesks's shaft. "Mmmm, good taste, and it's so thick. You have been pent up fantasizing about me, haven't you?"
"Wh- why are, you doing this?" Hesk gasped out, feeling exhausted in a way that didn't make sense from just a single shot. "You know, this is wrong, when you have . . . . Wait, what happened to jack? He went to save you, what happened to him?"
"Oh don't worry," Chantelle said as she let go of her own breasts and shifted away from Hesk's crotch, then shuffling back to around his legs in a way that was concerning playfully. "Jackie is fine."
"Okay but what, wait what do you, wah-" Hesk exclaimed as he suddenly fell backwards to find that Alice had unexpectedly stepped back and gotten down on her knee's, now hovering over his head as she grabbed Hesk's arms and pinned them to the ground.
"Don't worry Uncle Hesk, we just need to get you ready for Daddy!" Alice said happily as she held his arms with a vice grip.
"What are you- mmpph!" Hesk was cut off as Alice suddenly bent down and claimed his lips again. In the next second he felt a warm and wet thing begin touching his shaft, and realized that Chantelle was likely licking it, bringing his hardness back somehow despite the exhaustion he felt.
As soon as he could feel his shaft hardening again, the warm and wet feeling disappeared, and then was replaced by a wet and fleshy wrapping that tightly wound around his shaft, engulfing it completely.
A woman's vagina.
The idea of Chantelle mounting him was insanely arousing, and he could feel himself hardening even further somehow, yet, when Alice stopped kissing him and moved her head, it was not Chantelle who was mounting him, but another woman he did not recognize.
She was no child, with a tall and lithe frame, but her breasts were small, while her hips were wide and fertile seeming. Her hair was short, the horns coming out of her head longer than her hair was, and something about her face seemed, familiar.
"What, who?"
"Aw," Chantelle said in a pouty tone as she stepped from behind the woman mounting Hesk. "Don't tell me you've forgotten my partners face already?"
"Yeah, you should know me well enough, Hesk," The woman said as she raised and lowered her hips, working her folds against Hesk's shaft, seemingly able to tighten and loosen her inside at will in the perfect way to please him, but to not give him so much pleasure as to release himself.
"That, way of speaking . . . . . no way . . . Jack?"
"Oh good, you still recognize me!" the woman said with a smile as she continued to shift her hips up and down with her legs, and presumably the wings behind her that were gently flapping in time with her movements. "But, I am going by Jackie now. Fits this beautiful form better, don't you think?"
"I . . . what? What has, how, what happened to you!?" Hesk asked in utter confusion.
"That isn't important right now, what is, is . . . this!" Jackie exclaimed as she lifted her body up and slammed down on Hesk.
"ACK!" Hesk screamed in both pain and pleasure at the sudden action. And then he could only groan as Jackie co tined to ride him. "S-stop this, why, are you doing this . . . this is wrong!"
"No it isn't, this is just proper payback!" Jackie said happily as she continued to move up and down.
"P-payback?"
"Yes, I can't let you just get away after ogling Chantelle so much and messing with us with all those worthless rumors, right?" Jackie said with a smirk as she began rolling her hips side to side.
"Wha, no, I never. Urgh, please, I apologize, but stop this . . . it's wrong!"
"How could anything that, ugh, feel so good, be . . . possibly wrong?" Jackie said with heavy breaths before suddenly leaning forward, almost laying her body against Hesks immobilized form.
"It . . Is, wrong. Please, why are, you doing, this!" Hesk groaned as he continued to try to resist Jackie's ministrations.
"Why? Well that's simple Hesk, because we, are, HUNGRY!" Jackie said as she suddenly began violently bouncing on Hesk, making him unable to hold back and blow his load deep into her body and making her let out a whorish moan of ecstasy. " Ahn, yes, all of it, deep in my, it, it feels so good, it tastes so good, your life tastes so good!!!"
"Life what are you-" Hesk began to say as he suddenly found his vision faltering, as if he had just been struck in the head, or had a terrible hangover. "Wh-what is-"
"It's your life," Alice said happily as Jackie pulled herself off of Hesk's still hard and throbbing shaft, allowing his seed to spill out of her all over his crotch.
"We're Succubi now, so we live off of others life essence," Chantelle said as she and Jackie switched positions, and then impaled herself on him. "So, we get to have a nice meal, and you, get to sleep with all of us until you drain you dry!"
"D-dry?" Hesk asked in confusion as horror began creeping into his mind. He couldn't feel his feet. All he could feel was his dick.
"Yeah," Jackie said, her slit still leaking out onto the grass as she squatted down beside Hesk. "We're going to drain you dry all together, giving you the best last moments of your life, while we have our first dinner as a family since we've been made so much better!"
Hesk could only let out a sharp scream as they all descended on him, leading to him moans filling the night for a short but rapturous half hour before they finally stopped.