Blue-Eyes
Moon
- Joined
- May 17, 2021
They had played this game before. The holy paladin of the Order of the Burning Rose and the small demon known as Chiessa. The fighting and smiting had gone on for far too long for Chiessa's liking, and it had always ended in the same way, with the demoness running with her tail between her legs. In the years past, Chiessa had been doing the bidding of her master, the Demon Lord Agraful, and in that capacity she had on several occasions crossed paths with the annoying paladin and her holy order. She knew all too well how the damned woman's sword cut and the metal burned on her skin. Those memories were very vivid still. But even worse was the fact that every time Chiessa had been defeated by that paladin woman, her lord had punished her severely. The memories of that torture still made the demoness shiver in horror.
But this time the game hadn't played out like it used to do. Chiessa wasn't the same little insignificant demon girl that Paladin Brightflame had defeated on so many occasions before. Chiessa had a few months back freed herself from her master's servitude and had ended up killing him. However, killing a demon wasn't just that. It had required a long and elaborate plotting and in the end, Chiessa had absorbed her former master's powers. She had expected this, but the result wasn't what she had expected. Chiessa had counted on becoming a huge and fierce demon surrounded in fire and with power to lay waste to armies of enemies. That hadn't happened. Her body had hardly changed at all, she was still just 5' tall with small - even for her small size - breasts, short dark hair, leathery wings, red skin and a face that, had it not been on her monstrous body, would have been considered cute. The only thing that had changed in any significant way on her body was her dick. It had gone from a 4" girly dicklet to a huge monster that rivaled that on many larger demons.
No, this time the game hadn't played out like it had so many times before. This time, Chiessa had lured the paladin to a secluded area in the countryside outside Dragon's Heart, the capital city of Savaris. The paladin had arrived, just as Chiessa had anticipated. She had been wearing that shining armour and wielded that thrice cursed sword, she had been shining her glory all over the meadow where Chiessa had been waiting. Paladin Brightflame had no indication that anything had changed on Chiessa's body. The demon girl had been able to hide the most significant change by magic under her sparse clothes. The woman had attacked, just as anticipated, but unlike earlier iterations of this occurrence, Chiessa had not fled once the sword and magic had wounded her. Instead, she had retaliated with a fierceness that had taken the holy warrior by surprise and in a few minutes, the young paladin lay on the ground, unconscious, beaten and wounded.
"Ouuuhhh.. The big bad girl couldn't take any more." Chiessa said in her soprano voice, mocking the unconscious paladin. Then she straddled the paladin's chest and bend forward and smelled the woman's hair and neck. Such a wonderful smell of a pure and noble soul. She licked the woman's neck before using her magic to teleport them both deep into the bowels of the earth. More precisely to her lair.
Chiessa's lair was located deep under her mansion in the capital city. And the room that they arrived in was her dungeon.
To her pleasant surprise, the paladin was just what Chiessa's rumors had told her. She was futa girl and she looked so gorgeous and innocent hanging there with her torn clothes, her large breasts and her small penis hanging free. This meant that the ritual could start. The punishment that Chiessa had planned for Paladin Brightflame for defeating her all those times, that punishment could not be enacted. Chiessa would cast a powerful curse on the much larger futa. All she needed was a bit of hair that she quickly cut with her nails.
About an hour later the chained woman seemed to be waking. The curse had washed over her body and only time would tell if Chiessa had done it right. The last remnants of the magic was dissipating like a fog and flickering candles was lighting the room. Chiessa sat and looked at the woman as she slowly returned to consciousness.