Thread: Fall of a knight (Mex Eternally Chaotic)

Marcus paid no attention to the other demons in the court room as his main focus was the king in of him who seemed able to command their attention rather while. It was only when he first felt the blazing heat and the sound of searing flesh did he look around to see the large orc creature pressing it into his back. He vigorously bit down on his lip trying to keep himself silent. Though the pain was too much as her turned around and saw the same demon who lead him in her pushing against as his weakened body would have fallen over by now. The torture seemed to drag on as he let out a scream of pain and could feel something happening inside him that was an even worse pain then that of the brand. Yet thanks to the demon in front of him he was able to be just conscious enough to feel everything. Marcus wearily looked up at the king as he spoke breathing heavily as the pain in his body seemed lessen slowly and at a certain point feel good and almost pleasurable. The words rang in his head though most of it made no sense to him as he knew little of demonic curses. Though what he did understand made him laugh a little as he would never crave the touch of a demon willingly and would fight to keep his humanity alive. He was too tired to respond as his eyes began to feel heavy as he nodded in and out of consciousness . The last thing he could remember was being dragged off and flung onto a bed hearing a few laughs from the demons who carried him in. Though branding was done and Marcus laid there on the bed collapsed from exhaustion the demon's magic was just getting started as it ravaged his body the power coming from the rune that stretched over his back. His once muscular and masculine frame began to rapidly shrink giving way to a more softer and form that was only barely half as strong as he used to be. His white hair slowly changed becoming a more golden blonde with a more tan complexion to match it. His chest began to rapidly swell as his pecks became breast that grew only stopping once that hit a fairly large size. His war harden face softened as his eyes became a much lighter blue and his permanent scowl became a slight pout thanks to his new pillowy lips. His manhood slowly vanished into his body forming a his new pussy and marking the end of his transformation. After what felt like a hour Marcus woke up his head pounding from the whole ordeal. He rolled over on to his side and felt an odd bouncing feel followed by a short gasp as his new sensitive body rubbed against the rough fabric of the bed. Slowly he sat up looked down at his new body not believing his eyes when he looked down and saw that he now possessed the body of a whore. I'll kill them. He mumbled becoming more shocked as his voice had been changed to giving him a feminine one that no one would ever find intimidating. Slowly he got out of bed and went over to the mirror to check his relfection , touching the mirror just to make sure it wasn't a trick. He spotted the outfit and sighed putting it on as what little coverage it offered was better then none. He slowly walked out of the room his new large chest bouncing softly with each step causing his new breast and nipples to become hard just after a few steps. He walked out of the room trying to find his way back to the throne room to demand answers from the king.