Sorcerous Sentiment
#33 of Shattered Shards
Sorcerous Sentiment
By Von Krieger
Dranise sighed, dropping the heavy shopping bags and flopping down onto the bench for lunch. The dragon always found shopping with his girlfriend to be a bit of a chore. Half the time she'd be attempting to shoplift something. She couldn't help it, she was a demoness, after all, and performing petty crimes was akin to breathing for her.
The dragon leaned his head back, a small grin on his face. Sweet, sexy, oftentimes irritating Maya. But he wouldn't have it any other way. The world had changed in a big way five years ago, with a world of magic merging almost seamlessly into the plain, mundane, boring world that Dranise and Maya had grown up in. Shy nerdy guy and shy nerdy girl, lying in bed snuggled up one afternoon. They'd never be able to forget their first time making love. The earth had indeed moved, and while it might not have been during the act, it was close enough. The sun vanished beneath massive black clouds that poured down heavy rain, flashing with bolts of oddly colored lightning and crashes of incredible thunder. The two had pressed up against each other, their bodies changing.
Dranise had kept his tall, willowy frame, but his body had been reshaped. He'd still been a guy, but there had been a narrowing of the waist, a broadening of the hips and rear, and somewhat obnoxiously a bit of swelling in the chest that sort of mimicked small breasts. Apparently they were some sort of vestigial flight muscles. After all, Dranise didn't just get made girly; he got some other gifts as well. Fangs, claws, green skin, darker green scales that dusted his face like freckles, even thicker scales that formed plates along his back and his brand new tail.
Maya's transformation had been even more incredible, a great deal of her personality had changed, not merely her body. Dranise supposed it came from the demoness form she'd changed into being of a succubus nature. He'd been kind of weirded out by the way she looked, but he'd quickly found himself unable to even imagine her any other way. His demoness looked so sexy, even though she was strange. He remembered how frightened she'd been when her eyes had suddenly vanished, only for her vision to return from a single large eye arranged vertically where her belly button used to be. Maya had ended up with claws and a tail as well, though her claws came at the ends of long, dexterous, almost monstrous fingers, and her tail seemed almost more like a suckerless squid's tentacle, incredibly flexible and talented at gripping things. Her skin had turned a pale shade of scarlet, her hair forming into thick magenta tendrils or tentacles or something. Dranise still had no idea what they were, though he could swear they wriggled or slithered every so often.
Once she'd gotten over the shock, Maya was enraptured by their new bodies and her newly amorous personality. She thought of the most humiliating, but fun, things for the two of them to engage in. She loved to dress her boyfriend up in girl's clothes, or try and pair him up with a guy at a club, or some other thing that Dranise protested vehemently against, but seemed to enjoy while performing. Take the most recent assault on his manhood, for example. Maya was paying off her Advanced Chemistry tutor, a goblin by the name of Ayako who seemed to be into the kind of physical experimentation that Maya saw as the next level for their relationship. Somehow he'd been coerced into entering the goblin's lab, where the four eyed, four armed, be-tailed girl had zapped him with some sort of gender-swapping beam that had turned him entirely into a very busty girl. Totally a girl, no guy parts in the slightest. She'd groaned audibly as she shuffled and shifted on the bench; the ray hadn't merely turned her into a girl, but had made certain parts rather sensitive, and given Dranise quite the urge to explore the new sensations. Maya had dubbed the gun the "Slut-Shooter."
But that wasn't the worst of it. The actual 'payment' for the goblin's services was that the two of them had to help her with some sort of midterm science project from one of the advanced classes in the Applied Thaumaturgy and Sciences department; AKA the reason why every cell phone and crystal ball on campus had the fire department on speed dial, and all buildings in the immediate area had lexan windows.
So Maya and Dranise got to be the test subjects for Ayako's Chimerification Chamber, which was why the shopping had been so bad. The goblin had a clothing fabrication machine, standard practice when an explosion turned your clothes to cinders, or a wayward spell teleported your pants to some dark dimension. But the thing didn't seem to realize how to make something for maximum comfort and appearance. Oh sure, the slinky black dress looked great; the silken fabric fitting the combined form of the trio in a rather flattering way. It was just that the machine-made garment was a little too tight in certain over-sensitive places. Or perhaps it just wasn't calibrated to take into account the combined form of the three. After all, Dranise didn't think there were many people running around that were essentially three individuals packed together on a singular body. They'd been drawing stares; curious, awed, horrified, and more than a few lustful looks wherever they'd gone in the mall. The dragon's gender-zapping had been to limit potential side effects from the temporary unification of three bodies into one, and considering the weirdness that was already present in the form, he was kind of grateful that steps had been taken to eliminate oddities.
Their shared torso was about as wide as any two of them standing side by side. The broad chest was adorned with six large basketball sized breasts, though Dranise was almost positive that they'd been slowly getting bigger throughout the day. Going upward, their shared shoulders branched out into the head and neck of each girl; two naturally so and one along for the ride. They'd retained their own coloration, with Ayako on the right having her pale green skin, Dranise in the middle being a bit darker, and Maya on the left with her red-purple hue. Dranise's speckling of freckle-like scales had carried over to the other two however, with Maya's usually purple markings converted over to scales, and Ayako gaining her own crop as well. The little goblin had added a lion-like tail to herself in preparation for the merge, since Maya and Dranise had tails. All three were a bit altered by the merge. Dranise's had gotten a bit more flexible, and there was a bit of broadening on the end, not quite making it as dexterous as Maya's, but a bit more agile than her tail usually was. Maya's and Ayako's had thickened a bit, taking on a more lizard-like shape than the thinnish things they were before. The demoness' tail had gained a trio of magenta plate scales upon the top, and the goblin's had lengthened as well to match the other two.
Dranise had learned that like most goblins he'd met of the Mad Science and Forbidden Sorcery sort, Ayako was fond of self-alteration. Upon meeting her the girl had sported four arms and an equal number of eyes. Apparently she'd also had an extra pair of legs sometime in the past that she'd somehow 'misplaced,' as a result their combined form had enough limbs to creep out a spider. Eight arms and eight legs; two of them were solidly under the control of each girl, with the last pair being able to be manipulated with ease by each of the girls. Though they seemed to have a preference for Maya or Ayako corresponding to which side of the body they were on.
Overall Dranise found herself happy with the overall look of their shared body, and more than happy with the sensations it could provide. It was just that she was still a boy in a girl's body, and thus found clothes shopping kind of tedious. It had been difficult to stand still for the clerk to take their measurements. And despite being, essentially, one of the girls Dranise had been the one that ended up carrying the shopping bags.
They'd also discovered a bit of a problem about being three people with one body: where to grab lunch. If they were separate, it would've been no problem, just each of them getting in line at a different restaurant stall. But with a single physical form, they'd had to hit the shops in sequence.
Dranise used one of their shared arms to deposit her bag of lunch into her section of their rather large lap. Spicy tacos, fried peppers, and nachos. Ayako had a simple tuna fish sub and potato chips, while Maya...Maya could eat just about anything. She liked to try the various interesting, otherworldly type of foods that had come along with the uniting of worlds. Today it was a mushroom burger and thorax kebabs. Dranise could already hear the crunching of chitin.
The dragon grabbed a taco and began unwrapping the delicious treat, only to find she was having a rather difficult time trying to get it into her mouth. Situated in the middle as she was, Dranise had to deal with, essentially, all six of their rather large breasts being in the way. Not being able to bring it up, she tried to bring it around, only to get a pointy bit of carapace nearly up her nose as her own hand met Maya's. The demoness turned, likely trying to scowl at him. It was largely difficult what with her facial features either utterly absent (in the case of her eyes), or covered by her tendrils, but Dranise got the message.
"Watch your aim, boyfriend," Maya said with a grin.
"Sorry," she said sheepishly, in apology.
Dranise sighed and waited until Maya had lowered her hand before trying to take a bite again, only to have the demon nibble on her arm as the bicep essentially covered her mouth.
"Maybe try going around the back?" Maya offered. "Otherwise I just might make a snack of you! Nom nom nom, dragon flesh for lunch!"
"Maya, you do realize that if you take a chunk out of Dranise, you're going to feel it, right?" Ayako said, one hand with her sub, another holding a book.
The demoness scoffed. "Small price to pay to teach her a lesson!"
"If only demons were like birds," Dranise grumbled. "Tuck their head under an arm or a wing, and they go right to sleep."
"And if only dragons were less like magpies; snatching up shiny objects with which to line their nests..." the demon teased.
"I don't snatch up shiny objects! And I don't have a nest!"
"You have a box of things you find while out on walks. A vast majority of it glimmers or sparkles in some way."
"And you have an entire drawer full of stolen panties snatched from various sources!"
Ayako sighed, affixing the other two with a four eyed glare, "Girls, girls, stop henpecking each other and eat lunch. And uhh... Dranise, send the nachos around on Maya's side, please. I don't want to get nacho cheese in my hair. It takes forever to wash anything with that consistency out." She said, and then smirked, "After all, Maya can just take a brillo pad to her tendrils, they don't knot up and tangle like hair does. And if the cheese won't come off, I bet she can just snip it off and have some calamari."
Maya returned the glare. "What happened to not henpecking there, Micro-Hulkette?"
"Oh come on, Maya! Making fun of my coloration is so juvenile!"
"Brucilla Banner," the demoness taunted, sticking out her tongue.
Stuck between the two, Dranise sighed and rolled her eyes, "I'm sorry I ever brought things up. Now let's all just settle down and... ow!"
All three winced as Maya's far arm gave Ayako a flick to the forehead.
"Hey! That wasn't nice!" the goblin protested and poked a finger into Maya's eye upon their midsection.
"That was dirty!" Maya growled.
"Like you fight any other way!" Ayako growled back.
And then Dranise found herself suddenly in the midst of a flurry of flailing limbs. She winced as she felt Maya pulling Ayako's hair, the goblin responding by managing to twist one of Maya's arms into some sort of joint lock, as well as trying to avoid thrown punches between the two. It was proving to be quite impossible, since Dranise was not only unable to dodge, but felt everything the other two did. That included the violent motions of their body setting their many breasts to rubbing against their poorly fitting top, as well as each other.
"Girls! Girls, stop! We... mmm..." Dranise blushed as the two continued to brawl, all eight arms getting in on the act. She found her tail slipping beneath their skirt, rubbing her central sex through their undergarments. The dragoness tried to stop herself, but she couldn't. The adrenaline flooding into her system from the other two fighting, coupled with the intense pleasure that came from their over-sensitive breasts being worked over was just too much for the dragon to take.
"I just hope no one notices this..." she murmured to herself.
-o-
"So, what are they doing now?" Ellie asked of her maid.
Griaule, the seven foot dragoness, snorted, looking over at the swirling image in the crystal ball on the table. "Looks like they've gotten into a fight while trying to eat. I'm not surprised; dragons don't like it when you mess with them when we're hungry. In fact, we don't like it when you mess with us, period," the maid growled.
"Be silent, minion," the elven woman growled back. "You've been bound to my family for generations, and you will be bound for generations more. I'm not going to deprive my future heirs of a powerful guardian and useful servant, no matter how much she purports to miss her manhood."
"Of all people you'd understand what I'm feeling, even though your alteration is so comparatively minor."
Ellie spun around from the table, wincing as her comically oversized tits made her keep spinning a bit further than she'd wanted. "MINOR?! I'm a hideous freak of nature!"
Griaule snorted again. "You're all hideous freaks of nature. No scales, no fangs, no claws, not even the slightest bit of sexy spike, horn, or crest. You've got these ugly, stubby necks and faces. And somewhere along the line someone has come along and lopped off your wings and tails. I can't see how you bipeds manage to look at one another without throwing up."
"You somehow manage when you're combing your hair in the morning," Ellie said with a smirk.
"Wretched stuff. If I had the choice I would lop it all off in an instant!"
"But you won't. My servants will appear properly ladylike, even if it offends their bestial sensibilities. You will behave like a proper person when you serve me, Griaule. You look like a lady, and you will dress like one and be groomed like one, even if your wretchedly abominable personality and bestial manners are anything but. If you continue to protest and belittle my situation, you know the punishment that awaits you."
The dragoness shuddered, trying to fold her loathsomely undersized wings around herself to ward off the sudden chill. "You wouldn't."
"Of course I would! I would much rather prefer you in my house colors than in that drab black uniform."
"I can barely stomach these damnable ribbons and bows you force me to wear."
Ellie rolled her eyes and turned back to her work. "You sound like I'm forcing you to make a blood sacrifice, rather than wear stylish, pink fashion accessories."
"Cuts heal, humiliation remains forever," Griaule growled. "I will not wear that wretched abomination you keep in the closet to threaten me with."
"You'd look just lovely in salmon and teal. Of course we'd have to dye your hair to prevent some color clashing."
The dragon shuddered. "Very well, mistress. I will cease my protests for this evening."
The two sat in silence for a few moments, the dragon watching the crystal ball and her mistress tinkering with the stolen components from the machine.
"You should leave those trinkets alone and watch this. These three are absolutely hilarious. Especially when you consider that whatever pain is inflicted on another, all three of them feel it. So they're just hurting themselves out of some sense of immediate satisfaction. Quite the norm for such short lived beings, wouldn't you say?"
"Be quite, dragon," Ellie snarled. "I am on the verge of ridding myself of this wretched condition once and for all!"
"Weren't you saying something like that the last time you were fiddling with transformative magics and using them to cure entirely imaginary flaws in your self-image?"
"Quiet. I couldn't let all those human girls walking around be more attractive than me. Stupid less-than-a-century-living, crude, crass, round eared, meat eaters and their getting breasts in their teens," the elf complained.
Griaule chuckled. "And so in order to avoid another twenty years of flat chestedness while in a series of educational institutions where your contacts and rivals would likely disperse to the winds every four years, you decided to pump things up, as it were, and shifted a decimal place?"
"That goofy goblin and her rambling about how to make a gun that fired perfectly toasted cheese sandwiches distracted me while I was painstakingly researching the incantations, calculations, and spell circle components. And she bought the wrong kind of chalk!"
The dragon kept silent on the matter. Somehow, despite having the wrong kind of chalk, Ayako had managed to invoke the transformation she'd wanted; four legs, four arms, four eyes, while Ellie had managed to blow past 'well-endowed' and given herself a pair of beach balls for breasts. The dragon was rather sure where the real fault lay in the matter, though she kept silent. The looming punishment dress was that terrifying.
"I ought to be able to utilize the Thematic Coupler to channel any incantation through to match these hideous things on my chest to a scale and size in line with the rest of my body. Since I'm not doing one of her silly conjoinment experiments, I won't need the Morphic Resonance Stabilizer, and since I'm using proper magic instead of clumsy, clanking clockwork, I won't need the Polymorphic Linear Operations Transducer."
Griaule poked her head up from the couch, "Wait, wait, wait. Wait a minute. There is an actual magitechnical item that is literally a PLOT device?" she said with a smile.
Ellie stared blankly at her maid, "I don't see what is so amusing about that name."
"A plot device is something in film, fiction, and television where..." the dragon sighed and threw up her hands. "And you don't care."
"Apparently it is meant to be some sort of pun, and puns are the lowest form of humor." Ellie said with a scoff, just before she nearly tumbled out of her chair, having gotten the proper item free from the others with applied pressure from a crowbar. The dragon suppressed a snicker at seeing Ellie nearly topple over, and had to bite her tongue to prevent herself from laughing allowed at the mental image of Ellie on her back, wriggling like a flipped turtle beneath her mammoth mammaries.
"Excellent! Now to cast the incantation that will restore me to my proper beauty!" Ellie said, following it with a somewhat decent sinister laugh. Griaule would put it at about a six of ten and thought her mistress would be capable of a much more wicked sounding laugh if she didn't have to stop short, lest the jiggling of her chest start causing unwanted arousal.
Leaving the conjoined trio's continued brawl behind, the dragoness followed her mistress to the pre-drawn spell circle. If her mistress went and botched the spell again, the dragon wanted to be there to see it happen. Ellie screwing herself over once again would be a delicious treat that the dragon received on so few occasions. She merely stood in the doorway as the elf placed the Thematic Coupler upon the pedestal at the center of the circle.
The circle and its geometric and runic components had been drawn on the floor using a series of white, red, yellow, orange, and purple chalks, looked on from above, it was rather obvious to see that Ellie was invoking dark magics and demonic powers. Not a surprise really, after all, she had Azria as her handmaiden and general doer of dirtywork. She didn't trust Griaule to do anything she said. The dragon would begrudgingly perform any task ordered, but always to the letter of the law, rather than the spirit. Ellie had to write down the in-depth sentences needed to make the dragon clean the house properly. Like for example to prevent Griaule from just dumping it out on the floor when she was instructed to empty the trash bins.
Of course if she had treated the dragon better and let her actually have some fun once in awhile, Griaule wouldn't have to stoop to being a literal-minded maid. The punishment for the way she'd enacted "changing the bedclothes" had been nearly worth losing an entire foot of height some years back.
Then again if Ellie hadn't been abusing the "make the dragon less dragon-y" spell as her sole means of punishing Griaule, and hadn't started invoking it for the tiniest perceived slight, the dragon wouldn't have held such a grudge against her. Her parents had to take it away from her, less she ended up totally removing all the dragon from their spell-slave dragon, defeating the entire purpose of having one to begin with.
Griaule yawned as Ellie began her spell, the usual mumbo-jumbo invoking a demon's name and giving it praise, insults, and veiled threats. She was pretty good with the praise, but her insults were stereotypically elven, and her threats definitely needed some work. The lines drawn on the waist high pillar began to glow and the Thematic Coupler began to emit an arc of energy to which Ellie plunged her hands in.
"Forces of darkness so vile and naughty," she intoned, her voice having a slightly ominous echo to it.
The dragon winced. 'Naughty?' Who referred to demons as 'naughty?' As if they were merely misbehaving children?
"Make my breasts match the rest of my body!"
Ellie yelped as a sudden surge of purple black energy flowed through the circle, up the small pillar, into the device, and then into Ellie herself. The elven maiden's hair stood virtually on end as dark power coursed through her. The electric lights flickered, a few of them exploding spectacularly.
"I can feel it working!" Ellie cried, as the lights went completely out, leaving the two of them in total darkness. As Griaule closed the membrane over her eyes that would allow her to see in pure darkness a rather loud ripping, tearing sound filled the air. The dragon found herself grinning, her grin widening even further as she heard her mistress' reaction.
"Oh you FUCKERS!" she cursed, the word nearly making the dragon stumble as she began to approach the circle. Ellie never swore, at least she never swore with proper swear words.
Griaule approached the circle, the image of her mistress quite clear. She found herself chuckling and tried to stop it, little snorts of choked off laughter making small gouts of flame shoot from her nose. Eventually she couldn't help herself, laughing absolutely uproariously with laughter.
"That's it! I am not leaving this house any more!" Ellie said in a huff, arms crossed atop her still comically large bosoms. "You will not breath a word of this to anyone! ANYONE! You hear me? If you so much as whisper a word I... I'll..."
The dragon ran a clawed hand over her mistress' new additions. It looked like someone had taken the same mass of beachball-sized breasts and added about the same amount of flesh to each hip and buttock, leaving the elf with an incredibly obscene hourglass figure. Though it wasn't just tacked on, but arranged in a rather shapely manner to give Ellie rather splendid looking legs.
"You'll sit on me?" Griaule couldn't help but get out through her giggles.
Ellie went bright red and gave the dragon a glare that would bore through the earth if it were able to generate heat. "D-don't you dare mock me dragon! Or I'll... I'll..." she stammered, looking fit to just about burst into tears.
Griaule sighed, her laughter choked off by her mistress' misery. The dragon hugged her mistress, carefully so as not to cause issue with her oversensitive breasts. "There, there, Mistress Ellie. It's not so bad. The 'ghetto booty' as they call it is supposed to be the very height of attractiveness in inner-city human circles these days. Ow!"
The dragon rubbed her arm where the elf had struck her. Of course it didn't hurt, but it was better to make Ellie think it did. "Don't tell me that! I'm even more of a freak than ever! We're going to have to get this solved, all of it, before I have to go to school on Monday morning! If we can't I'll..."
"Well, on the bright side, if this sticks, you'll only have to get half your wardrobe replaced. Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop hitting me!"
"I'll stop hitting you if... um... maybe you could rub me like you were just a minute ago? That felt... kind of nice, actually." Ellie admitted with a bit of a blush.
Griaule grinned, rather enjoying it when her mistress got a little over-excited and needed tending to. It was a situation where the dragon would be given a sort of control for once, and that she could use that control to make Ellie behave in a rather subservient fashion. Griaule enjoyed making the elf beg to climax.
"As my mistress wishes," she purred, caressing Ellie's enlarged backside, making the elf cling to her and moan.
-o-
"Give that back you hellspawned slut!" Ayako growled, trying to grab her book back from the demoness.
"Only if you apologize for getting jalapeños in my eye!" Maya growled back.
"It's your own fault! You're the one that knocked over the box to begin with!" Ayako shot back.
"I'm done with this stupid project! I don't care if your grade sucks! I'm leaving now and there's nothing you can do about it!" Maya snarled, placing the hand not grabbing the goblin's book between her neck and Dranise's and giving a shove.
"Fine! See if I help you with your homework ever again!" Ayako shot back, doing much the same, while still trying to recover her book.
The two stretched and strained, pulling strange muscles that the three didn't even know they had. Dranise felt just about fit to burst. Despite all the discomfort from the brawling, there were a lot of sensations that felt really good, and the ongoing battle over the book, with a total of four arms getting involved; rubbing back and forth over three of their over-large, over-sensitive breasts was enough to make the dragon quiver.
She hadn't the slightest idea how the other two weren't feeling all the strange sexual pleasure that was resulting from the fight. Both grunted and strained, as if trying to break apart their magical merging of flesh via brute force, and oddly enough, that felt rather good as well, as if the tension pressed up against some sort of unseen pleasure center within the trio's united form.
"Guys, st-stop it. I think we're g-gonna..." Dranise moaned.
All the muscles in their body seemed to tense for a moment, and then relax as a triple explosion of white-hot bliss surged through them. Maya and Ayako ceased their struggles, panting, gasping for breath.
"Wh-what was that?" Ayako stammered, once more in possession of her book. "Th-that certainly came out of nowhere."
"Mmm... I think that we had sort of isolated out individual senses while we were fighting, trying to block out the sensations of discomfort. And it seems all out flailing around caused a bit of... interesting sensation on these babies," Maya said with a giggle, cupping two of their six large breasts.
"I think with all the adrenaline coursing through us from mixed anger and arousal that things escalated to an uncomfortable degree."
"Maybe. But I'm not talking to you right now."
"Fine! I'm not talking to you either!"
Maya and Ayako leaned forward to scowl and stick out their tongues at one another.
"Boyfriend, tell the lab rat that we ought to go home and wash up. We're covered in food, sweat, and I think nacho cheese," Maya said, sickeningly sweet.
"Dranise, tell your girlfriend that I've got my place all set up to accommodate the three of us. But umm... that I left my keys in the lab," Ayako said, with a bit of a blush.
"Tell the absentminded professor-in-training that's fine with me, so long as I get first choice of what's on TV tonight!"
"Tell the cyclopean succubus that that's just fine, so long as we can watch the monster truck rallies."
"Tell her I find the monster trucks acceptable, and that they beat out your sappy vampire romance show that you insist on watching."
"I only watch that show because you insist on it!" Dranise protested.
"Which is why you have the TiVo set to record it when we got out on dates?" Maya said with a grin.
"If you make me watch it, I have to keep up with the plot and story!" the dragon protested.
"Sure you do, boyfriend, sure you do. Now tell her."
"Tell her what?" Dranise asked, fairly puzzled, "You know that she can hear you as clear as day!"
"Tell her!" Maya growled, attempting to cross her arms over their chest and failing.
"It's silly!"
"TELL HER!" Maya and Ayako shouted right into Dranise's ears.
The dragon sighed. "Okay, okay, fine," she muttered, and repeated everything the demon and the goblin had said to each other.
"Okay, there. That's settled. Can we go now? And can I get some help carrying these bags?"
The dragon's question got a reply of simultaneous no's from the arguing pair.
"I didn't think so," she said with a sigh.
-o-
"Umm... Ayako, does the Applied Thaumaturgy and Sciences have a writhing, boiling storm of red and purple clouds sending out bolts of demonic lightning around it usually?" Dranise asked, looking up at the ominous sky that had appeared over the campus.
"Is it Tuesday?" the goblin asked, staring up at the boiling storm.
"No, pretty sure it's Thursday," Dranise replied.
"Then no, that's not normal. Though we probably ought to get inside before it starts raining blood."
Maya grinned, "I haven't danced naked in a rain of blood before. Boyfriend, tell the other green one that we want to dance naked in a rain of blood like a proper demon."
"Tell the runner up from the Miss Brimstone '08 pageant that if we dance naked in the rain of blood, it's going to get into the expensive new clothes we just bought," Ayako said with a snort.
"Oh! Right! Good idea!" Maya said, before recalling that she was supposed to be angry at Ayako. "So tell her!"
"Seriously?" Dranise groaned. "The two of you are seriously going to make me do this?"
Once again the dragon was met with a simultaneous yelling from each girl, leaving both ears ringing. She sighed and went through the annoying process of repeating what both of the girls had said as they walked into the lab. Thankfully Dranise could set the shopping bags down in the entry hall and pick them up on the way out.
"Boyfriend, ask her if the Campus Crusade for Cthulhu pamphlets are supposed to be floating like that."
Dranise dutifully repeated the phrase.
"No, no they're not. That's something completely new," Ayako said softly. "Though we do occasionally get bleeding walls. Usually it's after someone blows themselves up, though. Usually they don't bleed on their own."
And once more the dragon repeated what an individual less than a foot away said to an individual less than another foot away in the other direction.
"The damned souls howling in the trophy case are normal, though. They're like puppies, you give them attention and they just want more. Ignore them."
So it went as the three made their way to Ayako's lab, where brilliant red and purple light shown through the windows and cracks in the doorway.
Ayako sighed. "Oh lovely. I hope it's not Elemental Rights activists again. Probably burnt to a crisp right now if they are. They always forget to put on the silver space suit thing before opening the door to the Living Inferno's cage."
With each of them taking a deep breath, the trio opened the door, and stepped in to find a trio of intruders, all standing in a triangle around Ayako's machine. There was a dragon in a maid's outfit, a demoness that looked like she'd gotten her fashion sense from The Matrix, and a blonde elven woman the looked like one of those tribal fertility idols what with the way her breasts were the size of beachballs and her breasts and hips combined mass made it look like she'd tried to swallow a beanbag chair and gotten it most of the way down.
The elf was slinging around some rather powerful demonic mojo, using the goblin's Chimerification Machine, which was halfway taken apart as the focus for a major spell.
"Don't mind us," Ayako called out cheerfully. "Just stopping by to get my keys!"
The elf spun; a mad grin upon her face. She pointed to the trio as she finished her incantation.
"Darkness take my deviant flesh and graft it to my slaves, and force the conjoined trio to wear a combined from to their graves!" she shouted, raising an orangey-pink glowing bit of machinery high above her head. A bolt of lightning in the same shade lanced out, zapping the trio, while a similarly colored mist began to rise up from the floor.
"Ha ha! I'll have my revenge upon you yet, Ayako! For inflicting this horrible form upon me, you are now condemned..." the elf began, until she was interrupted by her demoness.
"Uh... Mistress, I have a contract, so technically I'm not a slave," the blue-haired succubus said, raising a hand.
"Silence!" Ellie growled. "Don't interrupt my victorious gloating!"
She cleared her throat, "As I was saying, you are now condemned to wear that experimental body for the rest of your lives, as I have drained all the power from the Transformation Transfuser and used it to rid myself of my deformities, as well as permanently unite the three of you in a single flesh."
Dranise's eyes widened, "Umm... Ayako, I don't think I like the sound of that."
"Boyfriend, ask Ayako if we're going to be stuck like this, could she at least try to get your penis back? I've always wondered what it would feel like to..."
The dragon growled, "Seriously, you're still playing that silly game now, now right when we're..."
"SILENCE!" Ellie roared, accompanied by a flash of lightning and a clap of thunder.
"Oooh, good dramatics!" Ayako said, applauding.
"That goes double for you, abomination! How your never-ending prattling messed up my incantation calculations and caused me to be disfigured in the way you see before you."
"Wait, who are you again?" Ayako said, scratching her head, seeming generally puzzled.
It was like a record had skipped as Ellie had went silent and stood stock-still, eyes widen and mouth open as she gaped at the goblin. "W-wait, you don't remember? Freshman year, Advanced Autopolymorphics?"
"Freshman year, freshman year..." the goblin tapped her chin, thinking. "Oh, right! You were looking at all the human nudie magazines and had decided that bigger meant better for breasts and decided that you'd give yourself the biggest breasts you could possibly have..."
Ellie turned a bright beet red, "Uh no... it um... wasn't like that at all," she lied.
"Yeah! And then didn't your parents unsuccessfully try to sue the school because they thought that someone screwed up and said you were disfigured!"
"Lies! Lies and vicious slander!" Ellie protested.
"Well, your parents did threaten to cut off your weekly stipends unless you were either actively seeking vengeance upon the hated foe that disfigured you, or researching a cure to end your over-busty state, Mistress," Griaule said with a wide grin.
"SHUT UP, MAID!" Ellie growled. "YOU'RE NOT HELPING!"
"Guys, just grab the keys and let's get out of here," Dranise whimpered. "Before she uses that Transformation Transfuser thingy to turn us into toads."
"What? That?" Ayako squinted her four eyes and peered at the device held in Ellie's hand. The mists had swirled up to her waist now, and were beginning to extended tendrils upward, caressing her breasts.
"Yes, I can feel it working already! The extra mass being siphoned from my body, to be implanted into the two of you!" she said proudly.
"Umm... wait. You said I was here to keep the Candles of the Nethervoid lit to avoid us being sucked into a dark dimension," Azria said confusedly.
Griaule snickered, "Fool, those are birthday candles."
"Umm..." Ayako murmured, raising a hand.
"So wait, Mistress Ellie, you lied to me?"
"Oh, oh! Over here!" the goblin continued, waving two of her hands high in the air.
"Of course I lied to you, you brain dead demoness! Channeling all this extra bulk into you and Griaule was all I could come up with! I can just use my control over him to stuff it with the rest of his ninety billion tons of scaled whatever he's got floating around in the ether, and you're so eager to please your summoner and not get sent back to the Inferno before Spring Break starts, I figured it would be easy to dupe you into acting as a recipient for half my curse! Besides, I thought you'd just love having bigger tits and ass."
The demoness perked right up. "Oh, right! I would. But..." she pointed to Ayako, "Mistress, I think the green one on the end there has a question."
Ellie sighed and turned, affixing her gaze on Ayako. "What is it now, goblin? Can't you see I've achieved my victory and am basking in my glorious triumph as the Transfuser siphons off my ridiculous breasts, butt, and hips and infuses my devoted thralls with it instead?"
"That's not the Transformation Transfuser. The Transformation Transfuser is a round orb with a diameter of six inches atop a copper rod a foot in length, with a salmon-hued glow to it." Ayako explained.
Ellie looked at the object in her hand, copper rod, properly sized orb, orange-pink glow. "Then what is this?"
"It's a round orb with a diameter of six inches atop a copper rod of one foot in length with a light coral-hued glow to it. That's the Secondary Auxiliary Fusion Effuser." Ayako explained.
"Umm... Mistress?" Azria said softly, raising a hand as she'd seen Ayako do.
"It's a what?" Ellie said as the light coral colored mist flowed up to her shoulders.
"It's the second backup glowy bit that does the whole fusion effect of the Chimerification Chamber once you run a load of magical energy through it," Ayako said, grabbing a set of keys from a nearby table.
"Mistress!" the coated demoness said once more, getting both hands in on the act.
Ellie looked at the goblin with a baffled expression on her face, "How in the blazes do you tell the difference between salmon and light coral?
"Duh. Four eyes and seventeen different kinds of color receptors instead of the usual three. Or four if you're a fish or a woman. Maybe five if you're a fish-woman. The studies are kind of vague on that..."
"MIIIISTRESSSS!" Azria called.
"What is it, minion?" Ellie said in annoyance and turned, only to find that her demonic servant was about five feet away and slowly moving closer.
"The mist ate my clothes and I think it's kind of unraveling me and pulling me towards you. It kind of tickles."
Ellie's eyes widened as she realized what was going on. She turned and saw Griaule in a similar state. "The two of you get the hell away from me right now!" she shouted, and tried to move, only to find that below the shoulders she felt all weird and wiggly and watery.
"Oh I'd absolutely love to, Mistress," the dragon-maid said with obnoxious sweetness, "But due to somebody with a body-image problem, I won't name names, getting the wrong component out of the gods damned machine, I can't find my hands to cast a teleportation spell."
Ellie turned and looked to Azria, "Demon, I free you from your contract! Back to the pit with you!"
The succubus giggled, "No way! I'm having too much fun here! I'm sticking with that six hundred year contract of servitude you tricked me into by confusing me with time zones and Twilight Savings Time between the Hells and the Material Plane!"
"Uh... we'll just show ourselves out. Thanks," Dranise said, trying with all her might to coax the trio's conjoined body into motion. Thankfully the other two seemed ready and eager to go as well, slipping out the door and half-sprinting down the hallway.
"Dranise, ask Ayako, what's going to happen to them?" Maya said cheerfully.
"Ayako, what's going to happen to them?" Dranise repeated with a roll of her eyes.
"Well, the Primary and Secondary Fusion Effusers were given different arrangements of chimera effect, and the same is true for the auxiliary ones. It's like a quasi-random arrangement to start things off. If something was going to go wrong and one of the backups had to kick in, then by golly, I wanted something interesting to happen!" Ayako said with a mad scientist's grin.
"And what happens with us?" the dragon asked, "I mean I felt that bolt of energy slam into us and make things go all tingly. The way she phrased the incantation means that it's permanent, right?"
Ayako thought for a moment, "Considering that she always uses terribly ambiguous phrasing, I think that means that this is going to be permanent, yeah. Though I'd bet my right leg that the dark forces powering her spell are going to assure that her own fusion with her minions is irreversible as well."
"Boyfriend, you should probably tell her that both her legs are right legs."
Dranise dutifully repeated the demon's words.
"Hmm, that is an interesting thought. Which of the two legs would it be the superior choice in sacrificing... hmm..." Ayako began muttering to herself, lost in thought.
So Dranise began repeating her explanation to Maya, word for word with a big grin on his face.
"Okay! Okay, you can stop doing that!" Maya said with a snort, "It's not fun anymore when you start enjoying it!"
"So, what are we going to do now?" Dranise asked, "If this really is permanent."
"Oh, don't worry about that. I've got a lot of things taken care of. I've got my house set up to accommodate the three of us, and we already went out and bought a few sets of clothes. We can always pick up a few more things later," Ayako said pleasantly.
"And umm... we kind of lied when we said we were going to stick together for the afternoon, then for the weekend," Maya admitted.
Dranise stopped walking, nearly causing the trio to fall flat on their faces. "Wait, what? How long were we going to stay like this?"
"Well, the project from my next semester class was going to be the De-Chimerification Chamber... See, I hadn't quite worked out how to fully reverse the process without each component becoming a physical hybrid of the joined form..." Ayako admitted.
"Don't sulk, boyfriend. It's not like you're not enjoying it," Maya purred, running fingers through Dranise's hair, another hand cupping their upper middle breast. "After all, you get to wear all the girl's clothes you want, get to have sex with two other cute girls..." she purred, gripping the dragon's hair and turning her head into a deep kiss.
"Yeah, and even when we have a fight the whole thing feels like hot, sweaty, angry make-up sex," Ayako added with a giggle as Maya turned Dranise's head to accept a kiss from the goblin. Dranise was made nearly breathless from the intensity of the kiss.
"That's not for you! That's for your girlfriend. Give it to her for me," Ayako said with a giggle as Maya forced Dranise into yet another kiss, one that the dragon passionately returned.
"So," Maya said, the trio back at the entryway, picking up the bags they had dropped there earlier. "Once we're in the safe sanctity of Ayako's secret underground lair, what sort of fun thing should we experiment with first? I'm going to put my vote for oiling up these wonderful breasts of ours. We've got so many hands, after all..."
"No way! There's some toys I want to try first!" Ayako protested.
"Then it'll have to come to a vote! C'mon boyfriend, are you going to chose her over me?"
"Just remember I'm the one that can give you your manhood back!" the goblin added.
Dranise sighed and shook her head. "Why is it that I always have to be stuck in the middle of the two of you?"
-o-
The mist cleared upstairs, a tangle of differently colored limbs sprawled nude on the floor. "Dammit, Azria, will you get off of me! Fondle your own breasts!" Ellie growled.
"I am!" the demon said with a giggle. "And I just love them! They're huge!"
"No, actually I'm pretty sure those are mine," Griaule growled. "I'd appreciate it if whoever it was would get their legs untangled from mine."
"Shit," Ellie grunted. "I think I am stuck with you two nitwits. Here, get our arms underneath us and push us up to a sitting position so I can see which side of me I'm going to need restored after I have the two of you hacked off."
There was a general flailing of limbs that went nowhere, "Okay, Griaule, put your hands palms down on the floor. Azria, let her move how she wants. Then Azria do the same, then me."
It soon became apparent that they had more arms than they were supposed to. But nonetheless the trio managed to push themselves up into a sitting position, where it was soon discovered...
"Oh no!" Ellie whimpered.
"Oh yes!" giggled her two bodymates, one on each side.
"You're not going to be going anywhere, Mistress," Griaule said, with a fanged grin as she looked over their united flesh.
While Ellie had been merely expecting them to be haphazardly stuck together like normally conjoined twins, the Chimerification Chamber has fused them in a way much like Maya, Dranise, and Ayako had been. Though instead of the dragon in the center, it was Ellie, with Azria on her left and Griaule to her right.
Ellie looked over their combined body, gasping in horror and awe. There seemed to be an averaging of traits over their flesh. The normally scaled Griaule had lost them, instead having unblemished, smooth skin stretching over their entire form, green on the dragon's side, fading into Ellie's wan complexion in the middle, which changed to Azria's deep demonic red on her end. Their arms were colored oddly, with green or red at the top, depending on the side, then fading into the skintone of the individual that they belonged to. Though for some reason Ellie was in possession of four of those arms.
"Ack! Where did those even come from?" she protested.
"I think they might be to make up for your leg, Mistress." Azria said with a giggle.
"My leg? What's wrong with my leg?" Ellie said in a panic, trying to look over the rather large shelf of flesh before her. Though their breasts seemed a bit smaller than Ellie had before, they were still absolutely massive. And it seemed that there were three of them. As if the total mass of breast flesh was added up and then divided by three.
"Well, you only have the one," Azria said, able to look down at their feet from her place on the end. She could see five legs, two red, one white, two green. Each was shaped a bit differently, with the outer two seemingly normal, and the inner trio shaped more to have a thigh on each side rather than one hip and one thigh. The two inner legs had one white thigh and one colored one to match Ellie's section of their body.
The elf drew in air through her teeth as she felt something cup her loins. "Dammit, Azria, play with your own parts! Those are mine!"
"And what about these? Are these yours too?" the demon giggled. Ellie yelped as a completely different sex of genitals was caressed.
"Yes, by the gods, those too!" Ellie growled.
"And these?" the demon purred.
The elf winced at the touch, but it wasn't as intense as the others. "No, I think those are yours. Or Griaule's. I don't feel them as much."
"No, these are mine," the dragon said, laughing aloud as Ellie made a sound of protest.
"And how about wings and tails? Are any of these yours?" Azria teased.
The elf's eyes went wide and she turned her head, getting a faceful of Griaule's blonde hair, which she pushed aside in order to stare wide-eyed at the two large wings on that side, both green, one draconic, one demonic. She spun to the other side, finding a red matching pair.
If she tilted her head back and strained to the point of discomfort, Ellie could see down the backs of the two next to her, spying their tails at the normal places, though they were positioned above a pair of almost obscenely plump, round buttocks, and just inside equally oversized hips. They weren't as incredibly exaggerated as Ellie's had been earlier, but they were still too much for the girl's taste.
"Argh! This is stupid!" Ellie cried. "Why am I thinking that our butts are too big when I'm sandwiched right between you two morons!? How are we going to fix this?" she said angrily, crossing her arms above and below their three huge breasts. She'd had practice.
"Honestly? I don't want it fixed." Griaule said with a chuckle, "You can't force me into that pink dress anymore, since it won't fit, and you can't zap me with that "Drain Essence" spell, since it'll suck the elf-ness out of you and the demon-ness out of Azria. With us all joined like this, it might even try to spread out our essence and homogenize our form. On second thought, fire away!"
"Mmm, yeah," Azria purred, running her fingers through Ellie's hair, rubbing an outer breast with one hand, and caressing the opposite with her tail. "I think you'd look sezy with horns, Mistress. And there are so many opportunities for unique sensations. Plus you can't do the ritual to banish me back to the Pit. After all, you might get dragged along with me."
The succubus turned her head, her tongue slithering out to kiss Ellie's neck and cheek. "And don't lie to me, I can feel your arousal at all this. You get off on being a freak of elvenkind. It's not just because your breasts were so sensitive that you needed us to tend to your lusts."
"You'd have to be as blind and ignorant as your parents not to know," Griaule rumbled, her own hands caressing their middle breast, adding her own sensual licks to the other side of Ellie's neck. "Deep down you love being different, being changed; it makes you horny. You summoned Azria better than anyone I've seen, but every time you cast a Transmutation spell your wording becomes sloppy. At the very least you get off on the thrill of it, the potential for danger."
"St-stop it!" Ellie protested, rather weakly.
"Mmm, I think this is a fine way for me to have revenge on your family. I'm going to tell your parents that your own incompetence is to blame for us being like this."
"So am I! And you know what that means!" the demon giggled.
"With that sloppy spell we're stuck like this. So that means no cure, and because it's your fault, no vengeance. Which means..."
"No!" Ellie whimpered breathlessly. She bit her lip, trying to fight off the pleasurable sensations.
"That if you want to keep your stipends and your inheritance, you're going to have to start attending school again."
"With us."
"In this so-called horrible, terrible, wretchedly disfigured body."
Ellie moaned and shuddered, unable to hold back from joining in on the caresses any longer.
"Oooh, did you feel that, Griaule?" Azria cooed. "Just mentioning the idea of walking around, showing her deviant body off in public got her so wet it's unbelievable."
The dragon chuckled. "Just lay back and relax, Mistress. Just as long as you behave, your secret will be safe with us. Now won't this be fun?"
"Yes..." Ellie murmured, drifting off into a sea of sensual pleasure. "Oh yes."