The familiar odors and sights of the swamp enveloped Morrigan, witch of the Chasind, as she set foot into her old home again. The dark-haired beauty wrinkled her nose in distaste as she felt the ground give beneath her feet, murky waters rising to her ankles. She had never had any real fondness for the … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 1

Morrigan’s eyes narrowed angrily even as her mind raced. “You wouldn’t dare!” she hissed. Flemeth smiled at her, the expression full of a cold contempt. Her hand continued to stroke the cock beneath the barbarian’s pathetic clothing, and Morrigan found her gaze drawn to the act despite herself. “Wouldn’t I?” Her mother laughed. Flemeth’s hand … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 2

Morrigan was pulled from her state between sleep and waking when a bucket of icy water splashed over the already freezing witch. Her muscles locked and spasmed, everything in her body longing to curl up into a tiny ball and find shelter from the cold. Flemeth stood before her, waiting with a bemused expression, an … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 3

Morrigan looked at her, still blinking rapidly, not daring to wipe her eyes, no matter how much she might want to. The sensation of choking on that monstrous cock was still too fresh in her mind… and she had noticed that, even after climaxing, Flemeth’s draconic member was not softening completely, instead staying semi-rigid, no … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 4

Flemeth had left a moment after she’d performed a horrible speech in front of them, “This is my sweet daughter Morrigan and she is going to spend a while with all of you. And I want you to make her feel welcome.” The moment Flemeth had spoken, the rapes had stopped, all of her thralls … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 5

Morrigan’s eyes widened as a wave of sheer, mind-blasting panic overcame her. Shaking her head in desperate denial, she tried to crawl forward, fighting in vain against the hands that held and widened her. The transformation was complete now, Flemeth having turned into a huge, tainted monstrosity, a thing that simply SHOULD not be. And … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 6

Morrigan did not know what kind of “deal” Flemeth had made with the creature. She had no idea how long Flemeth had abused the poor girl to break her will and make possession easier. But she knew that the “celebration” the two monsters in the room had in mind involved her. And she definitely knew … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 7

When Morrigan came to she was back in the cave, hanging upside down from ropes affixed to the rough hewn ceiling. Her legs were spread wide, making the noirette woman look like a ‘V’ as she dangled, swaying softly in the dim light. Everything hurt… her monstrously raped cunt burned like fire, and her tits … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 8

It was never going to happen. As Morrigan lay beneath the former templar, he former colleague now mad beyond reason, the witch cringed at each sharp stab of pain Alistair caused her… and yet, despite the blond man’s best efforts she was growing more stubborn with every second, not less. Awash in a sea of … Continue reading Morrigan’s Body 9