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A Taste of Death

By: Kiki Kalani

For:JJ

Warning: UnDeath, Necromancy

Roxxane glared at the newt, barely touching her tea as her mind raced with plans of how she would deal with this black-robed menace. She'd been after him for months now, tracking him through his wake of necromantic destruction and trying her best to undo the corruptive influence he had across the land - and now he was right in her grasp, sitting while sipping at his own tea as he read from a flesh-colored tome.

It was almost surreal seeing such an evil creature in the sun-lit tea-house, its warm inviting atmosphere barely pierced by the contrast that he provided. Even the other patrons and employees seemed blissfully unaware of the danger they were in as the quiet murmurs of the evening mixed with the chimes and wind. The serenity of this place wouldn't be disturbed - Roxxane would see to it.

The twin-tailed vixen had seen what this dark wizard was capable of, faced countless thralls that had been risen from death and twisted by his dark will. She had seen the land turned barren and dead, poisonous and hostile to only the most twisted of souls. She had used them as a gage of her power, used them to keep her skills sharp until she could finally face the darkness itself - and she was more than ready.

She waited, watching and planning for hours - letting the righteous vengeance build within her until, with the last rays of the sun dying in the distance, the newt finally stood to leave. The vixen only waited long enough to make sure he wouldn't notice before slipping out behind him, darting through the emptying streets as she neared the edge of town.

She continued to trail him until he had finally led her to his current lair - the smell outside so thick that Roxxane could barely force herself to follow him inside, the air heavy with decay and death from his vile experiments. She quickly darted off towards the sides, keeping an eye on him all the while as she moved through the shadows. She wanted to wait for the perfect moment to make her move, to strike and end this necromancer once and for all.

"Rather persistent, are you not?" The newt spoke without even turning, still knelt before his dark alter. "You've been following me for a very long time, haven't you? Did the order send you to try to kill me?"

Roxxane remained steadfast, resolve unshaken even has the element of surprise was snatched from her. Still, she remained hidden until the newt stood and turned - fixing his menacing gaze almost onto her own.

"I did not come to try..." The vixen raised her staff in front of her as the entire cavern was illuminated in holy light - revealing the full extent of the rituals and experiments held there among the rotting and decaying bodies and alters to the dark gods.

The vixen wouldn't let the depravity and disgustingly perverse surroundings effect her outwardly as she faced the newt with a hardened glance - quickly preparing herself for a fight as the necromancer himself raised his hands at the ready. She was confident she'd be able to beat him, not a single doubt flowing through her thoughts as she called upon her powers to rain fire across the cave towards him - the holy light even brighter than the one she had summoned earlier.

Erebus, however, was more powerful than she had anticipated. In an instant the bright light suddenly flashed with a dark-purple before fizzling into nothing. The newt would waste little time in taking advantage of the priestess' surprise as a black smog quickly surrounded her.

"W-what!?" She barely had time to get the words out before falling to her knees, a sudden weakness flowing over her body - staff dropping to the ground soon after. She felt as if every drop of energy in her had suddenly been sapped away - definitely the work of a necromantic spell, one she was sadly now helpless to fight against as the newt quickly walked up to her.

"You are right, you didn't come to try...you came to fail." His words stung as he stood triumphantly over her - his eyes beaming past his darkened cowl.

She growled as a hand lifted up her chin - his face finally fully revealed as he drew close enough for her to get a look at his smooth orange and black scales, a tuft of purple hair barely visible atop his head. It was more of him than she had ever wanted or hoped to see, more than she had planned when she took after him hoping to rid the world of this evil.

"I think I know just the punishment for a worthless light-dweller, especially one so full of herself."

The newt chuckled as he fumbled with his robs - eventually parting them just enough around his waist to let his putrid purple pecker pulse and throb its way to freedom, pushing itself against the vixen's nose to smother her in its scent. She growled again, desperately trying to pull herself away as her eyes watered and nose burned, pre already leaking onto her soft clean fur.

"So resistant, can't you just accept your fate?" She felt a hand lift her chin up once more, careful to keep his cock balanced against her nose as his eyes flashed. She could feel something shot into her mind, his gaze seeming to glance over her every thought as he continued. "Just accept your fate, and serve me. Your gods are weak."

She felt the words bounce around in her head, clinging to every single though she had seemingly - no matter how hard she tried she couldn't push it aside, couldn't purge the blasphemous thoughts from her mind.

"Now...open up." The vixen found her body obeying on its own, mouth opening wide for the necromancer's amphibian cock to shove itself inside.

The vixen cringed at the taste, unable to do anything even still but struggle. Unable to do anything but fight desperately against the enfeebling aura and the thoughts trying to worm themselves like maggots in her mind.

"Good thrall, now...service your master."

Again, the vixen found her body obeying without her mind's approval, eyes going wide as she her tongue started to lick and lap around the cock in her mouth, filling her throat with its putrid salty taste. She'd try to gag, try to do anything - but it was useless, like she was trying to move a body part she didn't have. Meanwhile each thought seemed to get harder and harder to bring to the surface of her mind, only the echoing words bouncing around freely to the surface.

"Mmmm~ You love the taste don't you? Love the feeling of my thoughts dominating you, of my will overpowering your pitiful soul." The words seemed even louder than before as her eyes shot up to his, gaze locking instantly as her ears perked up. "It must feel so right, so natural. It's the order of things...the weak are meant to serve the strong. Your gods are pathetic, just like you...but I can make use of you yet..."

Some part of her started to feel that he was right, some part of her finally caving in as she kept slurping and suckling on his shaft - the weak dominated by the strong. Her failure putting her at the mercy of the much more trained necromancer. But still some part of her will held on, her devotion to her cause trying to push itself through those echoing thoughts, fighting desperately for control.

"Get ready - I want you to savor each drop of seed I give to you."

Roxxane felt herself suckling even faster at the pulsing shaft, body eager to milk it of the precious elixir she was promised - mind still struggling against the control. She could feel herself get so close to breaking free, so close to overpowering his control as she tried to focus on her gods, on her beliefs - though all too late.

Within a few seconds she could feel jets of thick foul tasting warm liquid pool into her mouth - body not letting her swallow it, instead making her suffer through. Seconds more passed as more and more was pumped into her, most starting to drip out onto her chest and robes as the newt pulled back, letting the last few small spurts drizzle across her face. She was left with her mouth open, full of his seed as her body awaited his command.

"Good, good little priestess - swallow every last drop and let my corruption flow through you. Give your soul to me, surrender your power to your new god."

The vixen couldn't stop herself as she gulped down the foul-tasting purplish warm liquid in her mouth, the newt's words echoing through her thoughts in such a low drone that she couldn't bring herself to disobey. She could barely even muster up a shudder as the thick ooze trickled down her throat, clinging to it on its way down to pool within her. Drinking down that seed wouldn't be the worst part though - as soon as she had swallowed down the last drop she suddenly felt a deathly cold emanate from her chest, burrowing to the surface of her body from deep within before dancing across every inch of her skin.

She could feel the life force drain away with each passing second - her very soul being slowly withered into nothing by this corruption that had begun to infect her. Her heart raced as she tried to fight it, and the newt's control - whimpering in desperation. All she could hear was those words echoing in her head with even more coming to drown out her own thoughts as he spoke again, cock still pressed against her nose to further muddle her mind with the thick scent of musk.

"It's hopeless to fight it, it would be so much better to just let the corruption take hold of you - your soul is already mine."

Again, she whimpered, feeling the icy sensation continue to tickle across her body - numbing as it went along, drilling into her painfully before leaving her feeling even empty. She wouldn't be able to see as her fur stood on end, slowly taking on a darker hue - the color fading from her eyes as she stared into the newt's own piercing gaze with her ears perked to listen to his every word.

"You belong to me, your soul and your powers are mine now, little vixen." The newt repeated, with his words echoing in the priestess' mind. She could feel her will fading away - being slowly drained out. She wouldn't be able to fight for long.

"M-my...my sou-soul...n-n..." She struggled to speak - her voice raspy and ethereal, cold breath producing steam with each word.

"That's right, your soul is mine. You are just a thrall, a husk - a powerless tool for me to use."

She could feel her teeth shift just become her muzzle went numb - the last bit of color fading from her once vibrant blue eyes as the icy grip finally took hold of her head. Her body would continue to change though, taking shape to be yet another warrior in the newt's army as more of her soul was stolen - claws becoming sharper, face and limbs more gaunt and thin. She would end up barely recognizable from how she had entered as the changes progressed.

"Y-yess...m-my soul is yoursss...my...Massster." The words left through labored breaths, the corruption finally taking hold entirely as the newt's grin widened with pleasure.

Erebus could feel her power already flowing within him - all the powers of a kitsune at his fingertips, and a new thrall that would help him just as much. He would reveal in the moment for a bit longer before pulling away from the new undead husk, yanking her to her feet before giving her a small glance over.

"Now let us complete your corruption for all of time." He led his new thrall over to the alter, a dead body rotting away on its surface - splayed open in some grisly display of reverence for whatever god the shrine venerated.

"Eat." The vixen immediately dropped to her knees, her pale blue eyes looking with a twisted hollowness at the body - a brief moment of internal struggle before she dove into it.

The carrion burned inside of her, but she barely noticed - she wanted more, needed more. Each bite brought a soothing warmth over her cold body, an addictive rush of pleasure that made her desire the next bite even more desperately.

Her sharpened teeth and claws ripped the body apart on her quest for more delectably rotten parts - each animalistic gulp having what was left of her mind slip further and further away. She could feel the thoughts still clinging on slowly decaying into nothing, memories slowly withering away as her turn from holy priestess to a member of the undead minions of the great necromancer Erebus was completed.

The End