Outskirts of the Village

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Zisk found herself lost once more! "No Gnomsies, no Gobos... Zisk much not found, yes..." inquired the reptilian, who ventured into the spooky, deep dark woodlands of the Famine Beasts, situated in the Valley of the same name. The Dark Oak Woods surrounding her offered little coverage from the wide open night sky. She could see every star, and both moons high above her head! Her body was casting shadows, and she was truly lost. "Not find way to Gobo Village... hrm. Zisk... tired. Zisk-" She paused, her stomach grumbling.

"...Belly Bell flat-flat." she sighed.  

Suddenly... her head jerked upward, her eyes dilated, and she could smell something close by... Stalking low to the ground, she crawled her way over through dead brush, careful in not making a sound...! Up ahead of her, in a small patch of field, sat-!



-an Elfsies! Zisk's mind screamed! She was alone, in strange clothes, singing something to the sky... elfsies were weird like that sometimes, but that generally did not matter when it came down to their taste! Swiftly and silently, the blue scaled lizard took low to the ground, and darted through the high grass on all fours.

Her large, yellow eyes peeked through the long grass upon the Elf's back as she continued to sing, blissfully unaware of the large reptile's presence! Elfsies has much meat... unsure if Zisk can eat all of her quickly. Not sure if other Elfsies nearby...hmm... Zisk has idea...

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As Pandora sang to herself, the elven witch sat peacefully in the small field and admired the stars. She was on 'watch' tonight, as Regan had yet to show up yet, alongside her new apprentice, whose name she already forgotten. She was sure they were fine, at least Regan anyway. She continued to hum and sing, reaching for the bottle of Blood Wine when she heard a sharp, grating voice behind her! It was painful to her ears, and she held them for a moment as she turned to face a pair of glowing yellow eyes leaping at her from the darkness! "UGH!" Cried the witch, feeling claws digging into her shoulders, her back to the ground, her sizeable chest pressed tightly against the tall, slender frame of some sort of blue scaled lizard? She thought it to be a Sobekian at first glance, but she was wrong as it was far too slender. "A lizard man?!" She gasped, kicking it hard with her boot, swinging the bottle of wine in her hand into the side of the creature's face! "Ezeerf!" She spat, freezing the liquid and the scales in the left side of the creature's face! The beast hissed, but gave Pandora time to launch it back with a force spell! "Eyyaah!" She cried out, her shoulders bleeding, her outfit tearing slightly from the long claws of the creature!

The elf shot up, looking around desperately in the long grass, the monster had vanished! "Shit, shit...!" she spat, searching her cleavage for the Bone Whistle, to alert her sisters of an aggressive creature, fumbling with it after several seconds of searching between her large, bouncing breasts! "Found it!" She screamed, running for the safety of the barrier when she heard that awful voice behind her shriek:

"SSSSHRINK--SHRINK!!"

Pandora suddenly saw the grass around her get taller, the whistle in her hand leaving her hand becoming larger as well! "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah?!" Shrieked the witch, as she fell onto the soft earth on her hands and knees. It was dark... very dark. "What-what the hell?!" She gasped, confused before there was light again! She winced, as she looked up...at the giant blue creature sitting upon a mountain of stone, holding her witch's hat!



It smiled down at her, and it was then she realized... it wasn't a giant, it was the creature whom had attacked her! She had become smaller!!

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Zisk smirked down at the tiny Elfsie, who was once 6 foot even and now stood a little over a foot and three inches now, give or take. It wasn't exactly 1:12 scale, it was actually far better! "Mmm, Elfsie Mealsie for Zisk was not easy~" She hissed with a grin. She had attempted to actually chomp down on the elf's neck and twist- to kill her silently, but she put up fair resistance, especially with the icy spell! The little elven lass was still clothed, but her hat and whistle didn't shrink with her. Tossing the hat aside, she watched the tiny thing panic, raising her pathetic 'sliver' of a wand up at her taller, larger frame. Zaps of light bounced off Zisk's scales, and the lizard snickered. "Fun fun, but time to join Tum Tum!"

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Pandora screamed, trying every destructive spell in the book she knew about, and it had little effect on this now giant lizard woman! "CRAP!" She screamed, turning tail, running for the tall grass, now an imposing forest! She called her broom, but it was so large now it nearly killed her! But it made the lizard woman in chase trip and fall at least!

She heard a loud, echoing hiss then the grass to her right was simply the giant head of the monster chomping at the air! "SHIT!" Pandora screamed, leaping away as she avoided a claw, running through a tree hollow which lifted up as she was travelling through it! "AHHHH!" She cried, spreading her shapely legs and arms out wide, looking down with wide, green eyes at simply a tunnel of flesh!

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"OMPH...AOMPH!" Munched the lizardwoman on the tree hollow, lifted almost vertically! She had her expanding jaws around it, her sharp teeth gripping the outer bark as her eyes glossed over with a protective film! Just... drop drop already!! Mentally screamed Zisk, when she felt something cold hit her mouth! Wincing, she found her jaws frozen to the hollow now, her saliva having frozen to it! "UGhr...hrsshh!!" Hissed the beast unintelligibly, as the tiny elf burned a hole through the wood, and leaped out into the high grass below once more!

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"Gotta... gotta get out of here, gotta return to the village!" panted Pandora, rushing through the tall grass. Being smaller now meant things felt further away than they actually were, and she was annoyed by the fact she couldn't remember the counter curse to reverse her height! She could hear the bubbling of the small stream ahead, which was a sign she was in the right direction! "C'mon... it rhymed with posies... or was it toast?! CRAP! I wished I paid more attentio---aaaah?!!" She was cut off by her own scream, grabbing hold of the thick stalk of grass to her left, her legs swinging off the edge of the cliff which led to a deep, raging river!

"Oh crap...!" She gulped. That 'stream' was scaled larger now, and she could see a catfish glancing up at her, jumping at the shore to try and eat her like if it was a shark! "Ahhh!" cried the elven witch, falling backwards, back crawling onto something cool and scaly! Before she realized, she felt the claws of the giant reptile close around her curvy form! "NO!!" Pandora shrieked!

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"GOTS YOU!" Cried Zisk, lifting her squirming, delicious prize! The lizard woman stared at the elf clothed in green, squeezing her tight with her right claw as she looked over her prize. "Meatsie Meatsie Elfsie Wellfsie! Good... Good...~" She chirped, sliding her slimy forked tongue across the elvish woman's gratuitous curves. Slime trailed between her forked tongue and the woman's body in her grip, and without further preamble: "Bye-Bye!" shouted the lizard, widening her jaws!



With a toss of her hand, the elven witch was thrown deep, head first into her slimy throat! Zisk chomped down, the woman's tiny but shapely legs jutting out each side of her mouth kicking rapidly as Zisk rolled her tongue around the woman's frame. She looked like a full scale dragon eating a hapless villager, but she was no bigger than 9 foot, this lizard man. She slurped the screaming woman's kicking legs through the gaps of her conical teeth, and closed her eyelids and jerked her head back!

ULPHH!!!

Zisk swallowed deeply, saliva rolling down her azure scales, the muffled voice of the elf within her throat becoming softer as she vanished, reappearing as a spherical bulge which then descended her slender yet stretchy neck before vanishing in both appearance and sound altogether...

"Haah..." sighed Zisk, patting her blue scaly stomach. There was no physical sign she ate the witch, which was a sign in how big her stomach could become! Pandora was now being forced into her accommodatingly spacious stomach, as Zisk licked her jaws, enjoying the brief taste of the 'Elfsie'.  "Good witchie, tasty elfsie witchy, mmm~" She hummed, rubbing her belly scales, and then crossed through the cool stream with ease, grabbing the catfish by its tail and swallowing it whole to add to her meal. "Mmmm~ Fishie and Elfsie good meats!" Zisk licked her chops and continued in the direction... and without realizing it, found herself entering the barrier into Lavanya Village, thanks to Pandora within her belly...

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"Hmm things are brewing rather chaotically as expected..." Sighed a man with dark hair and dark clothing as he exited a portal of shade like a Teronian, but Teronian he was certainly not. Shadow continued to flow around him as he stood there, observing the witch's village fall to chaos after the failure of its barrier. "And all I had to was make sure some hikers vanished now and then to feed the Silk Worms... they are such rare creatures. Hard to maintain, even more so out of their natural habitat of Domescadia..." sighed the man with his posh looking attire, his grey blue eyes now fixated onto his gauntlets which he adjusted.



Lord Regis Shadesprinter was something of a warlock or wizard himself; though perhaps a warlock best suited him. He was never formally accepted by any mage college, but even so his abilities only grew thanks to his natural genius and... a few generous benefactors. His expertise belied on shadow and dark magics, teleportation rituals, arcane summoning, 'capture magic', beast taming and animal husbandry of various species. He was the proud owner of 'Pandora' the box attached to his hip, a creation of ancient magics and modernized technology.

A spark illuminated the woodland to his right, as his eyes darted towards the source of magic just as lightning pierced the ground where he stood! The earth exploded with violent energy as sparks flew about and danced through each blade of grass on the hillside like archways of light. They glowed before falling, and melting away as the smoke circled the hill.



From the dead woodland stepped out a Witch. Aisha held her grimoire tight to her endowed chest, her black skin tight dress leaving little to the imagine as her nipples could be seen through the thin material along with her gold, strappy thong. Her entire left leg was exposed, and the woman was a student under Elvira and was ranked quite high among her class for being a fast learner. Her plum raven hair covered her eyes and fell to her wide, child rearing hips. Her black high heeled knee boots crunched down upon the charred patches of grass where Regis had stood, seeking the body of the outsider.

"Too slow-" Regis breathed into her left ear from behind her left shoulder, a clawed hand on her right breast while the other gripped her left ass cheek! The molestation surprised the witch as well as the deep voice coming from her ear as she shot out her left hand commanding a torrent of flame to jet out of her palm like a flamethrower in a wide arc as the rather bored looking Regis fell backwards and dodged the flames before landing onto the grass below her attack! A plume of smoke rose up and caused Aisha to cough as she felt her grimoire slip out of her right arm's grip! "Wh-what?!" She coughed as Regis circled her, book in hand. His other hand was wrapped around his back as he thumbed through the pages of her grimoire with one hand, still looking bored all the while. "Hrm... ancient and basic trash this is. It wouldn't even qualify as toilet paper for the Mages Academy. Seriously, you're considered the 'best' in Elvira's class? Hogwash...!" Spat the now irritated Regis who closed the book aggressively. The book became covered in glowing orange cracks before falling to ash in his grasp, making Aisha gasp and charge him with frozen spikes covering her forearms.

"Pugilism now? Didn't realize we shared a hobby-" Regis spoke, looking 'bored' again, as he dodged the womans strikes and swipes with the ease and grace of a weaving butterfly. Aisha aggressively growling as she swung out her arms and felt sweat roll down her dark, curvaceous skin. "-sadly, you're just as subpar as your grimoire in your style. No... I don't think I'll be taking you with me, Aisha Grippen." he sighed. By saying her name aloud, Aisha gasped and froze for a few seconds! Her blunt bangs revealed a pair of beautiful, large, purple eyes for but a moment before Regis side stepped her and slammed his gauntlet clad fist into her chest!

Saliva rolled out of her mouth as she felt the wind knock out of her lungs, then she felt the cold steel of his gauntlets slamming against her forearms, breaking the ice-like sickle armor she was using offensively! She felt his fist connect to her chin, another to her ribs, before feeling a blow to her stomach again! Wh-where is he?! How the hell does he know my name?! She thought, before she let out a shrill yelp as her hat fell off and he yanked her head back by her long dark hair! He was pressed tightly against her back, his free arm wrapped around her waist and played with the strap of her thong exposed from her silky thin attire. "I'd absolutely break you, but I feel you're at least useful for something..." He cooed darkly, before his fingers clipped the edge of her thong; the blades snapping the thin strap which sent her thong sliding down her thick and shapely legs...

Aisha began to wimper, tears rolling down her face as he rolled this free arm under her bust, pulling her tight against him. "Oh... dear heart, fret not... I'm not that kind of man." He cooed, before he made a whistling noise.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and from the earth a large maw appeared in front of the pair!



Hissing and salivating, the Domescadian Silk Worm shrieked up at its master!

Aisha glared at it with wide, terrified eyes, as Regis finally smiled- his eyes hidden by his dark bangs. "...I'm far worse!" Regis sneers, his hand cupping the back of her head now instead of gripping her hair, pushing the screaming woman into the slimy gullet of one of his prized silk worms! "Domescan Silk Worms are very rare creatures... they only eat humanoids which makes them troublesome." he began as Aisha gurgled and protested, albeit muffled within the maw of the hungry worm!

"Mmmph!"

-URK GULP-

"I had to trade quite a sum for these larvae! Surprisingly, they're the real deal... Got'em from a Tailess Fox in Danton... but... you have to keep them in loose soil or sand-"

"Mmmph!"

-URK GULP-

"-and make sure they don't get too cold. The sands of the Domescan Desert are their natural habitat after all-"

"Mmmph!"

-URK GULP-

"-and just the smallest of factors could make them die prematurely. But with the right source of food, and some tender love, you'll have a ripe old Silk Worm in about ten years."

"Mmmph....hmmmph...!"

-URK GULP-

By this point as Regis was pushing the poor witch into his pet Silk Worm, Aisha's head, shoulders and breasts had vanished into the squishy warm depths of the beast. She shook her wide hips side to side, her dress doing little to hide her bare crotch now without the thong. A lesser being would have taken advantage of this situation forcefully, but deprived as Lord Regis Shadesprinter was he wasn't  in the mood nor the kind of man to really take pleasure in such force. But he did enjoy seeing her writhe as she slid down his worm's gullet!

He grinned maddeningly, as he gripped her plush hips with his clawed gauntlets, raising her up, and began shoving her wide and gelatinous ass down the monster's throat! Her voice seemed to go silent as her hips sank into the abyss; her legs limp as she was fully vertical for some time now and the blood had rushed to her head. He smirked, forcing her down his pet's gullet inch by inch, wiping slime off his hands as he pushed the soles of her boots down the throat of the Silk Worm and watched as it closed its massive beaks and belched softly before retreating into the ground to digest its meal.... Aisha Grippen would make for a nice future bundle of Domescan Silk in a week's time... once her body was processed and liquified down... refined. Curvaceous women, elves and mages made the best bolts of silk. However, this was only his hobby, he had been paid to accomplish more than just force feed some of his monsters lovely witches.

And at that moment he senses another rapidly approaching. He turned and brought up his clawed gauntlet with his fingers tapered like a dagger, driving it close enough to cause the neck of the lovely specimen to bleed... forcing her to retreat as he took a step forward, transporting himself with the aid of her shadow, watching her crimson eyes widen as he pushed her with his free hand!

She fell back, landing on her back in the grass as she held up her cards. "A vampire cartomancer... a beautiful specimen indeed... Samara Willow's pupil, hm?" He inquired, as he loomed over her:



"Rayne Bloodmoon.... a pleasure~" She cooed, swinging her bladed heel up into his face, only for him to grab her ankle. "Regis Shadowsprinter." he replied, back twisting her ankle in a manner it cracked and made the vampire hiss! Before she could do much more, he glared at her. "Pipe down, I need more specimen's like you... you wouldn't want to join Aisha Grippen, that's for sure..." He sighed as he tossed her aside with the strength of a demon, or a creature not too different from herself! Rayne tumbled, tossing out her cards in a ring which were suddenly torn apart by a new arrival:



She was tall, clad in armor and held a massive scythe and a ring of thorns affixed to her tattered cape clad back. Her blackened armor was glowing with bright orange light, and she only had a single, exposed eye. She glared down at Rayne with that cold dead eye and the vampire hissed as she got back to her feet.

"Volga, you finally showed up..." Sighed Regis, shaking his wrist, sliding a pendant of sorts around his left palm.

The armored woman 'Volga' said nothing, as Rayne cursed them out, attempting to summon a monster as Regis warps himself to Rayne's location almost instantly, stepping forth from the shadows cast by her in Volga's light! "I said 'be silent'!" Bellowed the man as he then drove the pendant against her chest! Rayne gasped, feeling the wind knock from her lungs from Regis' blow as well as from the surprise of how he teleported himself via her own shadow. She checked his eyes for crimson, but was shocked to see none! H-he's not Teronian?! Then how is he?! She gasped before suddenly feeling light headed.

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Regis held the woman, now the size of a doll in his grasp gently. "Hm... not as fighty as Aisha..." He sighed, rolling her breasts with his thumb before shrugging. He opened the box affixed to his hip, his 'Pandora' and tosses the shrunken vampire inside where she seems to 'dissolve' the moment she falls past the threshold of the box. She wasn't dead, but transported elsewhere for the time being.

"Hmm... we need more specimens." Regis grumbled, and put two fingers in his mouth and whistled for his Alicorn.

From the very box which whisked away the vampire witch Rayne, came forth a dark mist that took the shape of an armored, winged horse with a unicorn horn and a thick and dark bushy tail. However, upon it rode a topless woman in black lace panties. Short dark hair and blue eyes now vacant and lacking life. She was connected to the beast now, and was formerly an associate of this village. She lead Regis here, thanks to his experiments:



"Xerria..." the horse's name, he didn't remember the human shell occupying the flesh suit above it. "Seek out worthy specimens and make use of the chaos..." ordered Regis. The horse-like creature neighed and its 'pilot' seemed to nod before she took up a massive void crystal blade that looked like a greatsword and a lance made a baby. She didn't look capable of wielding such, but she did so like it was but a feather! The beast took to the air soon after, soaring over the town to look for suitable witches or people worthy of his master.

He walked to the edge of the hill again, pausing. "Volga..." He called out to the armored woman. She turned to him silently. "I sense a lantern... or a bonfire. Snuff it out for me? Or die trying. I don't know why... but I want to test that one getting closer to the village." He ordered.

The woman nodded gently before leaping high into the night sky! Her silhouette descending into the shadow of trees ahead of him, scythe slung over her shoulder.

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Alone again, well... save the silk worm digesting Aisha mulling about briefly as the ground rippled with its bulging shape before it began to make way for the village, Regis lifted the lid of the box on his hip once more. "Amphithere, crawl from your dark pit and engorge yourself on this fine village; make your mark on this world by devouring the weak and capturing the strong. Those who do not die inside you are worthy of survival... go forth and feed....!" He smirked at the last bit as he outstretched his hand to the village and a dark serpent like shape escaped the Pandora!

It quickly grew in size, maintaining a serpentine shape that got more feminine and human looking... but what resulted from its summoning was far from 'human':

 

The slithering dragon like beast hissed and smirked back at him, and Regis simply waved his fingers to her to send her off. She sneered, spreading her arms and taking flight! Soaring over the village ahead of her with a craving for flesh...!

Regis stuck around a little longer. He needed to make sure the artifacts were taken out of the village as well. He was pulling a triple shift of sorts after all... he needed to keep all his employers happy. So he decided to leave the hillside, picking up Aisha's discarded thong as he did; as it would look nice with his collection. Besides... he knew some demons he could trade with who'd love such a garment!

(to here)

Riley was rather tired, after having to hoof it from Jemial after finding out all buses and carriages leading towards Ithteca were out. He was on his way to visit an old friend in the World Capital when he heard the place was under siege, wanted to make sure they were still okay. He made camp when it got too dark to walk the road any further and got some decent sleep in spite of the anxiety he felt for his friend.

That was, till he woke to the sound of the distant female screams, which made him leap from his bedroll and stare out at the orange haze on the horizon. Without a word, he grabbed his swords and quickly made way for the distant chaos.

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Riley's boots splashed up mud as he ran through the woods towards the raised village's outskirts. "Huh...huh..." panted the raven haired man, a sword clipped to his belt around his waist:



while the larger one was slung across his back:



The 23 year old man only paused at the crest of the hill, his dark eyes scanning the sea of fire below. "...what the the hell? I didn't even know there was a village in this area!" He comments, before making out the silhouettes of spell casters and monsters fighting it out in the cobble streets. Explosions from what sounded like bombs pounded into his chest and ears, as he noticed large bomb like creatures chomping at the sorceress like witches:



"What the hell are those things?" He thought out loud, before noticing those who were engulfed seemed to be still alive within them. Just as their wicks atop them reached their end they exploded into smoke, vanishing! "Shit... can't do anything from up here! Hold on ladies!" He spat, quickly making his way into the burning village below!

Voja huffed and puffed, the massive white wolf carrying Vivian Bellaluna stopped at last at the outskirts of a burning village. "Nice work Voja, seems our quarry is at it again." Cooed Vivian, her French-like accent cool and soothing to the wolf's ears as she removed herself from the saddle, attaching her frogbelt for her rapier before taking her rifle from the holster mounted on the saddle's side.



She then took the rapier and clipped it to said frogbelt; a weapon bequeathed to her by a Queen who resided on the Gailden Continent coincidentally enough. It was a badge of office, that made her a noble in that region south of Beijio should she choose to return. To the huntress, it made a valuable melee weapon:



"Scout the area for that blackhearted bastard, Voja... I shall deal with the corruption within the village. Regis should be close by if there is this much... destruction." She sighed as she slung the rifle over her shoulder.



Vivian Bellaluna... the beautiful half human huntress who made it her living hunting down bloodstarved, hungry or otherwise problematic beasts. Regis wasn't a beast... in the normal sense of the word, but a meddling bastard she'd have a better shot at taking out than Gremlock, one of his most powerful demonic servants. Gremlock was responsible for several deaths, and though to Viv it wasn't personal, to a handful of her wealthy clients who hired her to slay said monster it was. All fine with her, should she manage to slay it. Doing so would make her quite wealthy, wealthy enough to take a couple of years off in retirement, or till she got bored again.

"Hmp..." Viv sighed before heading into the village. "May as well make some spare change along the way~" hummed the huntress, licking her vampire fangs as she felt her excitement rise!