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The slimy tongue of the mimic continued to tease Ilyse’s pussy, savoring every single drop of her elven juices. Her moans became louder and shorter, as her body began to slowly give in to the pleasure she was receiving. She was completely restrained, suspended into the air, her tits were teased and groped and her snatch was licked like a raw piece of meat.
“I… I’m done for… but I want this… I want this filthy beast to ravage me senseless… to use every single orifice I have… I feel so hot inside… I’m burning… Why can’t I fight it?... I should… But I can’t… I want to just surrender and let it have its way with me… I… want to be… be… done!”
The monster could feel her own thoughts. It was alluring, but highly strange to find such a creature… Even in the middle of certain peril, she just wanted to be fucked and used… It also noticed her magic power started to arise, as if she was going to cast a spell, but instead, it was because of her own arousal. The more horny she became, the more magic it could feel radiating from her core. Such a delicious being...
It wanted her magic… such power could help it finally leave that lame state of being a mere chest and evolve into something… more. It was going to drain all that exquisite power and savour every single moment of lusciousness that the elf was going to give to it.
The tongue's rubbing over Ilyse’s flower became harder and faster, increasing the pace of the elf’s own whimpers and moans. Her body was becoming more sensitive as time passed and her mind was drawing a blank. She was only devoted to lust in this moments. She was lost…
The mimic knew this, and enjoyed every second. The elf was overwhelmingly delicious. Its helpless prey, in front of it, teased, licked… about to be utterly fucked and drained of magic…
The tendrils could feel the healthy body of Ilyse as they coiled around. Fleshy and warm, soft and tasty… She was going to be the perfect meal once her magic was completely transferred to the mimic. It was going to be the end for her, with little to no resistance from her part.
It was time… It was ready to go on, and Ilyse was ready as well. Whether she wished for this or not…
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Unluckily for the adventurers trying to find the Princess, they were still far away from her location. The low light coming from Kyran’s Ki spear wasn’t making things any easier; they were forced to walk slowly, so none of them fell into another hole or the likes.
Anguish festered in Adol's heart; he was fearing the worst. He had to reach Ilyse soon! Kyran and Levi both noticed his unease, so the fairy tried to comfort him. “Don’t worry Adol, we will find her! She'll be safe! Devany is with her!”
“I hope so… we need to find her really soon. I have a really bad feeling… a terrible one!”
“Take it easy. You're leading us, so we'll find her…” Kyran reassured.
The prince nodded. He felt a little better after their words. He continued to lead the path from behind Kyran, making the group turn a couple of times, until they could reach the place where the collapsing rocks were. It was the place she'd fallen!
“We're close! Ilyse… We will find you! Hang on!”
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Devany was flying around frantically until she found the entrance Ilyse went into. She didn’t notice it before… as if the hole just opened recently. It was really weird. Devany started to feel a strong magic power building coming from within, and recognized its signature: Ilyse.
As fast as she could, she flew forwards to finally find the princess, but what she saw, was…
Was monstrous…
The fairy was astonished watching the scene. Ilyse was restrained tightly, and teased mercilessly by the mimic that had bound her. Devany would have gladly joined in in any other situation, but she knew what mimics did to their prey afterwards. Thus, the sight alerted her, instead of arousing her.
Without hesitation, she flew towards the mimic to try to blind it with a Lux Maximas spell. Unfortunately, the monster noticed her presence, and was merely waiting for the fairy to begin casting her spell. A tendril slid behind her, smacking the tiny creature into the ground. Devany was heavily weakened from the sudden slap.
“Ugh… No… I-Ilyse… r-resist... Il… Ugh…” but she passed out. The princess’ closest hope was neutralized. Devany underestimated the intelligence of the mimic, and unless the others arrived to this dank chamber soon, that mistake would cost the elf's life.
The mimic continued its treatment, shooting a crooked smile at the defeated fairy. Its tongue pressed into Ilyse’s snatch while it hissed softly, hungry for her elven juices… hungry for her magical power. It wanted all she had… This was a golden opportunity it wasn’t going to put to waste at all.
The elf princess whimpered loudly, as she felt that massive tentacle-like tongue invading her nethers. Her juices and its own goey drool made it easy for it to push into her entrance, lewdly stretching the princess’ humid hole. It went deep until it reached her cervix, causing her belly to bulge outwards and making her feel bloated.
Her eyes widened, her fingers and toes clenching. The inconsiderate pushing inside her made her sink her teeth into the tentacles that were still fucking her mouth, only to release her bite from them after a brief moment, letting out a huge moan instead as soon as the lascivious tongue pressed against her womb once again. The monster’s appendage started to glow green, as so did Ilyse.
It was starting to drain her magic.
The monster began to pump inside the elf’s tender walls, stretching them even more. Its luscious juices began to cover every single corner inside, making it even easier to assault her. Her own juices never ceased flowing, and sounds of squelching came from her snatch with every push. Her mouth was being fucked even more intensely, reaching her throat and muffling her whimpers.
The princess’ mind was getting filled with a dense smoke… horny and wet thoughts replacing all of her survival instincts. Ilyse completely forgot the danger she was subject to while her magic was drained rapidly. She just wanted to keep being fucked like this...
The green glow shone brighter and more intensely, indicating the unholy transfer of her energy into the mimic’s body. The monstrous being greatly enjoyed this moment of bliss. The soft, warm body of the elf was delicious! Her pussy was so tight, her tits plump and malleable, her ass equally so; her body was a delicacy. Its tendrils tightened their grip on Ilyse, making it easier to increase the strength and speed of its tongue penetrations.
All these sensations became stronger as it consumed more magic from Ilyse’s body. The glow intensified by the second, and so did her libido. Her body was so sensitive… It didn't take for her to have her first climax in this whole assault, but she was far from feeling satisfied.
Yes…
She wanted more…
She NEEDED more!
Her lust was growing relentless, filling her body like a flooded lake with no dam to hold it back. The princess lost what was left of her composure, only able to beg for more of the rough violation to her body. While others would find this terrifying, for her it was an absolute festival of lusciousness. Bound, groped, fucked and brought to orgasm again and again.
The monster continued to push and pull with its tongue, faster and harder. Another tendril started to push into her smooth, hairless backdoor entrance. Ilyse whimpered needy, feeling her anus stretched by the slimy tentacle. It entered her inch by amazing inch. Her eyes rolled up, as a reflex of the intense sensation she was receiving.
Helpless, she could only whimper, giving herself to this delicious ravaging. It surely wasn't normal for anybody to enjoy such a situation, especially not the rough and merciless treatment she was getting. But this wasn’t just anybody. This was Ilyse.
Her mind wandered, lost in pleasure... She wondered one thing: "Why?" Why was she enjoying this so much? Was it because she repressed her instincts? Maybe it was a result of her own mental restraints…
Months before Luxas fell, she promised herself she'd be different from her mother. It was normal for elves to devolve into luscious activities from time to time; it seemed to be an inherited trait she didn’t remember, or didn’t even know the origin of. One thing was certain: elves loved giving themselves to creative or scientific activities, and of course, carnal desires, and the royal family was just the same…
Aside from just one little exception…
Even against her true nature, Ilyse always wanted to be known as a serious and trustworthy princess. There was this idea that a little prince proposed to her a while ago in Kimikos… “Being too lewd can lead to you not being taken seriously!”
Was that the image Luxas was giving to the rest of the kingdoms in Gaildorf? What if she tried to change things? Her parents didn’t give any importance to that anyway. After all, Luxas was prosperous, full of life and highly respected for what they contributed to Gaildorf, even more when they had their last battle against a foreign city: Jaa-Namat.
For some reason, those ideas stuck in Ilyse up to this day… she really believed in a different way of doing things, although it was a pretty much strange idea that nothing had to do with elven customs. Still, if you try to dam up the river from flowing, sooner or later, it will spill over and flood everything…
For now, it was constrained… for now…
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Adol still led the party to find the captive princess, his concern grew by the minute. This void in his stomach was becoming unbearable, making him feel queasy. He could only mutter her name, as they tried to reach closer. “Ilyse…”
Levi started to sense something unusual… it was a huge amount of energy intensifying, but it felt so unstable and… rare… “Uh… can you guys feel that too?”
Adol shook his head, unable to feel anything. Kyran took a sniff of the air and gagged. Something nearby smelled horrible, but he got a whiff of the familiar scent of sex in there too. “She's close by. But please don't ask me to take another sniff-I might throw up...” To make sure, he plugged his nostrils with Ki energy, preventing him from smelling at all.
“We have to hurry up! I don’t like this at all!” Adol retorted, prompting for the group to walk forwards.
Meanwhile, the flow of magic continued transferring from the beautiful body of the elf to the grotesque figure of the mimic. She grunted and moaned in ecstasy as she came again and again, without having any rest from the savage assault she was being objected to. Soon, she was fading out, she couldn’t resist anymore… it was too much...
The mimic noticed the magic current was stopping, Ilyse was dismayed and nothing more could be obtained from her. The monster wasn’t fully satisfied, it sensed more power than just this, but nothing else could be done. Maybe it's presumption about her power was off… No matter. It was time for the great finale.
With its tongue still inside the elf's pussy, the tendrils ceased their teasing and wrapped around her body, enveloping her completely. Just her head and big tits stuck out now. Slowly, the mimic dragged her body next to it, until it was just above. The mimic opened its massive mouth, ready to eat its defenseless prey. It was going to be over soon…
Her warm body was closer to its sharp teeth… the snack was ready! The monster tried to get her inside…
But…
It was too soon to claim victory…
A sudden intense light glared from the elf’s body, powerful and blinding. The mimic left out a cry of pain as its eyes were almost burnt out by the intense glow. But this wasn’t the only thing that made it feel pain. The tendrils felt a terrible burn flowing through them. It felt so horrible it had to free up the princess, even taking off its tongue from her still wet snatch.
Her body was going to impact the ground… But it didn’t. Recovered, Ilyse landed on her feet, getting her balance by placing a knee on the floor. The monster still cried, unsure what part of it hurt the most, waving its tentacles furiously and trying to regain its sight.
The princess stood up slowly, loosening up her neck… A smirk drew over her face. “Well, well… what do we have here? Did you really thing you would have a snack today, motherfucker? I’m sorry to burst your bubble, shithead! But no one takes magic from me and doesn’t pay the price!”
The mimic was recovering its senses. It saw Ilyse standing and fully recovered. A green aura surrounded her body. But… she… she wasn’t… her?
Her eyes shone in a deadly red shade, losing her usual emerald and calm color. Her smirk looked... evil. She didn’t look like herself at all… “So… are you finally done crying, you little shit? Don’t worry… I will put you out of your misery!”
Without any warning, Ilyse -or whatever looked like her- extended her arms to her sides. Two green blades out of pure energy were created from her palms. Adopting a new pose, she crossed them in front of her face. “How about I turn you into sushi?” Afterwards, she darted furiously at the mimic, aiming her blades toward it.
The monster was confused; this wasn’t the woman it was raping moments ago! She was full of hatred and rage! And she was aiming to kill! Without hesitation, the mimic shot its tendrils towards Ilyse, trying to capture her once again, but the first barrage of tentacles was easily evaded by her with an unmatchable speed, she turned around over her own axis and cut the tendrils off as if they were butter.
The mimic cried loudly once again as it was amputated mercilessly. Full of anger, it tried to repeat the process, but the princess just danced swirling, cutting each and every one of its appendages without any effort. She passed her tongue over her plump lips, shooting a defiant smile and laughing maniacally. “Is that all you got? I’m gonna enjoy carving you up!”
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Close to the scene, the trio started to hear the noise coming from the chamber. Weirdly enough, Adol recognized the maniacal laugh that came from it. “I-Ilyse? What’s going on!?”
“I don’t like this at all… it feels… dark!” Levi hesitated for a moment, the energy he was feeling felt terrible, ruthless.
Kyran, on the other hand, could feel the energy in his very bones. It was affecting his Ki somehow. “What the hell is going on…”
“Quickly!! Let’s go!!” Adol darted towards the mimic chamber, without any hesitation. “Ilyse!!! I’m coming for you! Hold on!”
"Hey! Don't run ahead!" Kyran called, running after him.
Paying no attention to the wolf, the prince sprinted into the mimic chamber. But the picture he had in front of him was nothing like he imagined. Yes… there was Ilyse, there was the mimic… but what was happening made the prince stop dead, and freeze in his place. “I-I-Ilyse…”
The princess was still executing her deadly dance, cutting every inch of the agonized mimic, which was doing no more than mewling and crying in pain and despair. Its last attack was using the last breath of magic its body had reserved, firing a powerful beam that Ilyse bypassed easily, by just twisting her torso slightly. Recovering her stance, she looked at the mimic, covered in its own greenish blood, with nothing left in it.
“That’s it… That was your last chance, and you wasted it… this is what you wanted my power for… HER POWER? You are just a pile of crap: worthless!”
Holding its tongue, she cut through it, removing it completely. Another howl came from the mimic, while she tossed the appendage away, and stroked its upper mouth. “Aww… I’m sorry… Did that hurt? I bet it did! Worry not, for I’m going to end this now!”
Finally, she stuck one of her blades in the middle of the monster’s eyes. With one last cry of agony, it expired.
Kyran reached Adol, panting very slightly from the run. Levi entered the room slightly later and spoke “Adol, are you OK? What’s going on? Why are you standing there doing noth… Hey!”
Kyran looked up at the scene. There was Ilyse–or what seemed to be her-and an utterly savaged mimic. “Wha… what the hell…”
The noises made the princess turn around, quietly looking at the three. She ignored Devany, still unconscious on the floor. Her stoic face turned into a devilish smile slowly, as her eyes glowed an intense red. “Ahhh… more meat to play with…”
“W-what? Hey! What are you doing? It’s us!” Levi looked at her concerned.
“I-Ilyse…” Adol muttered quietly. It was as if he was in a trance.
Kyran was wary of the situation; this definitely looked wrong. “Ilyse, what happened here? What did you do?”
“Just wiping out the shit!” With no warning, Ilyse dashed towards Kyran, preparing her magical blades and laughing.
Instinctively, Kyran blocked the first blow, pushing back against her, orange energy surging into his hands. She jumped upwards to evade his punch and landed safely. The wolf got into a fighting stance but spoke "Ilyse! It's us! What's wrong with you?!"
“I can sense something as well… but it's quite familiar…” A voice inside Kyran’s head resonated, deep and more dominant.
“Stay out of this...” Kyran seemed to talk to himself.
“Think for a minute: she was the loveliest girl minutes ago, now she’s a bloodthirsty monster. Does this look kind of familiar?” The voice continued.
“Stop, Feral…” Kyran muttered. “This is not the same.”
“Correct. I’m not outright evil.” Feral laughed. “You have to do something… she is not going to stop yet. You'd better beat her; I’m not going to let you die, better her than us…”
"Shut. Up." Kyran told himself with finality.
“Who are you talking to? Praying to a god to save you? NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU!” The ginger chanted, making a pose before attacking again. “No god can save you from ME!”
The elf dashed forwards at an incredible speed, aiming to clash with Kyran once again.
“NO! Ilyse! Stop!!!” Levi tried to interfere too, but Kyran stopped him.
“Leave this to me!” The wolf instructed the fairy, holding him back. Afterwards, he ran towards her, in an attempt to block her and make her submit. Kyran created a Ki spear quickly, and blocked the first attack successfully.
Ilyse –or whoever this was-had a crooked smile on her face. She seemed to enjoy this. “Mhh… you have fighting spirit in you… how long you are going to last, I wonder?” She pushed him backwards, with an unusual strength.
Kyran stepped back few inches from her and swung the spear, clashing it with Ilyse’s own knife attacks. It soon became a dangerous dance, in which Kyran started to defend himself against every single blow the princess directed at him. However, Kyran was a born-and-raised fighter, and his animalistic speed helped him keep up with the elf. He'd have preferred to use his fists, but he didn't think his aura alone could block the knives.
Adol was completely mute… He couldn’t believe what was happening. How? His sweet and caring princess! She looked so different… a complete different person! Ruthless, bloodthirsty and cruel! What she did to the mimic looked like it came from the bloodiest of horror texts. It was completely destroyed, killed without any single drop of compassion.
It couldn’t be…
NO!
That wasn’t Ilyse!
“Who the hell are you and what have you done with Ilyse?!” Kyran asked, as the two locked weapons again and pushed against one another.
“You noticed! How smart!” She smiled. “Good… You can’t leave this world without knowing who took your life!” She bounced from Kyran, landing backwards. “I am the only one that keeps her alive. We are contraries! We are reversed! She is mine as I am hers! We are one!”
“Reversed…” Kyran wondered for a second. “If she’s reversed… then her name…”
“Kyran…” Levi looked at the wolf concerned.
“Your name is Esyli.” Kyran stated simply, echoing what his inner voice had just whispered.
“The moment you know my name… You are ready to leave!” The now-named woman threatened.
Esyli disappeared from the sight of Kyran. How could that happen? He never took his eyes off of her! A flash of green to his side was all the warning he got.
WHAM!
Barely, the wolf blocked her blow. In exchange, he lost his Ki spear, and his back was pinned to the wall. “GLHK!! Khnnnn!!! Rrrr… N-noooo… Crap...”
“Still wanna fight her alone?” His inner voice asked.
“I can-handle her-myself!” The wolf struggled.
“I'll just ignore who you're talking to…” Pressing with unbelievable strength, Esyli kept Kyran against the wall, as he tried to push her arm away from his neck. The elf made her eyes glow a brighter red, and her energy blade was barely an inch away from his forehead. Kyran was desperately pushing back for his life, but to little avail.
“Aw… you have so much faith in yourself… too sad that is about to end!”
Levi changed his size with a snap of his fingers; looking at where things were going, this was his last chance to make Adol react before getting into the battle himself. “Adol! She’s going to kill him! ADOL!”
Adol suddenly snapped out of his trance. He watched what was happening before his eyes… No! was she really going to? No… NO…
“ILYSE! PLEASE STOP! IIIIIIIIIIIIILLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” The prince yelled. His shout rebounded from every single corner of the chamber. The elf stopped what she was doing, distracted by that familiar voice.
“What… A-a-…a-Adol…” She looked confused… and suddenly, she stopped, the knives disappeared, and her hands went directly to her own head, falling onto her knees. “URGGHH! AHHH, MY HEAD!! MY HEAD HURTS!! IT HURTS SO MUCH! MAKE IT STOP! PLEASE MAKE IT STOOOOOOP!”
Kyran was astonished-in over 10 years of fighting, he'd never seen anything like this before. Adol came to his senses–finally-and ran to assist his beloved Ilyse. Levi shrunk to his original size, and flew along the prince. Ilyse twisted on the floor, yelling "Make it stop!" desperately.
Adol took her in his arms. “Ilyse!! My love… Oh Gods… Ilyse!!!”
The princess couldn’t say anymore, the pressure in her head caused her to fall unconscious. She slept in Adol’s arms.
“What… what the fuck just happened?” Kyran at last recovered himself, massaging his neck.
Adol looked at her concerned. “I… don’t know… I…”
Levi hoisted Devany onto his shoulder, having seen her during the fight. “That was…" but he couldn't find the word "Has that happened before?”
“NO! She is NEVER like this!! She’s sweet and caring! A bit naïve sometimes, and compassionate! But… never that! I… I don’t understand!” Adol carried Ilyse in his arms, bridal style. “Ilyse… my sweet princess… what happened to you?”
The moment was suddenly interrupted by a tremble inside the mine. It was beginning to collapse. Some minor debris felt from the ceiling; it was a sign to leave the place as soon as possible.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me..." Levi groaned exasperatedly.
“We have to leave; the mine's collapsing! Come on: go!” Adol ran ahead, bent slightly over to shield Ilyse with his body.
“Right behind you!” Kyran followed, creating a new spear to give the party some light.
Time was running out, they had to leave the place as fast as they could. The walls began to collapse and some loosened rocks started to run down them. If they didn’t leave the cave soon, they would be buried alive under it…
-To be continued…
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