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Thread: The Wrong Hands (PazzoXLunlun)

Gannon laughed a deep, hideous, predatory laugh. It echoed throughout the library for several torturous seconds. The master sorcerer turned his eyes back to the blade in his hands, no longer glowing, yet still quite impressive. Reflections from the blue candles glinting beautifully off it mirrored surface. He approached the spiritual form, towering over her, his nostrils flaring in arrogant pride. Gannon had won, just no one knew it yet. Lie to yourself if you must, but you will not lie to me... Gannon murmured ...I can smell your fear. And yes little girl, you are very much afraid. The sound of the wind sweeping through the upper reaches of the library seemed like a distant, mournful wail...
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If she was standing, his laughter would have made her legs shake, it unnerved her. Fear, yes I supposed this would be the human equivalent of fear. She doubted he could smell it though, it must be obvious some how, her voice? Her face? She stuck out her chin in what would be a defiant manner and opened her mouth to tell him off. How could she though? He was the one in possession, the current owner of the Master Sword, how mouthy could she get with him? How much could she defy him? She wasn't sure. She could always hide herself within the sword, but he could always just summon her back out. Then again, it just seemed like he wanted a weapon. If that is all you wish to discuss, shall I take my leave for now? Her voice was even. She wasn't sure what unnerved her more, this place, or this man.
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Gannon considered the female spirit. Fi was quite beautiful, if a little unearthly. Her shapely figure appeared as if she was carved from pure sapphire, and hew whole body glowed with a gentle blue haze. Her garments were long and flowing, and gorgeous images of stars, nebulae, and galaxies gently flowed over the surfaces of her ribboned sleeves. She was a fine prize for any man, and she now belonged to him. An unexpected bonus to his plans for Hyrule. He arched a bushy orange eyebrow, and put a thick finger to his chin as he thought and schemed what to do with her. No... The fiend hissed acidly. You may not go, I may have an immediate use for you yet. He spun on his heel, and walked toward the swirling reddish portal that led back to his throne room. Just before entering, he stopped, and looked at Fi over his shoulder. Spirit of the weapon that I now own, You will follow me... And with a rustle of his midnight robes, The sorcerer disappeared though the shimmering crimson gateway.
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Fi was hesitant at first. She did not like the look in his eye. What ever he had thought of, she could not understand it. Then again for her to register who he was she would need to have him charge the sword with holy power, further deepening the hold he had upon her as well. So for now she was in the dark. She floated over to the portal but couldn't really sense what was on the other side. Still she was commanded to follow, so follow she did. She hovered through the portal to go to her Master and their new destination. She tried to keep her head as still as she could, to hide the curiosity she had at looking around at her new surroundings, closely following Gannon.
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The great spirit of the sword was amused when the sword started to drag him along. Some faint part of her rather hoping that somehow the Goddess had saved her and the sword would be thrown from this place, far far away where only the hero would ever find it. Her hopes were obviously dashed as he held quick to the blade. As the blade drew near the triangular ruby the fear struck her, as she dashed over she found herself too late to stop the power syncing itself to the sword. She had miscalculated, she had not recognized the triforce of power for what it was, seeing as she was used to it being golden and sealed far far away. She had not even known that it could add its power to the sword and she just stood there. Her eyes burned from staring into the light and the triforce doing it's masters bidding of adding power to the sword flared it with just enough holy power for the master sword to be at full power. Recognition complete. Said the sword spirit in a rather monotone voice. New Master of the sword, Ganon, king of the Gerudo Tribe. Information about her new master filled her mind even though she had never been told it before, and a further dread filled her stomach as she realized something even he did not. The reason he never truly died, the reason he kept coming back. Ganon was the one Fi was meant to kill, the whole reason she was born. Ganon, was somehow the reincarnated Demon King Demise. The Demon King somehow owned the triforce of power? To her that was an impossible conclusion, if he also owned her it would truly be the end of the world. He was the reason her Creator Hylia had died in the first place and given a human body. He was the reason the Hero had lost his life and was cursed to be reincarnated, the three powers of the triforce woven together for eternity. Fi couldn't take that conclusion. She started to glow a blight blue light, and as she did the sword in Ganon's hand would start to hum, and then grow hotter and hotter. Somehow she would burn the sword from his hands, she would take it up against him, somehow, she would save the hero.
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The spirit of the sword had a small victory when he released her holy blade, however the feeling did not last long. Fi watched that transformation transfixed. She wasn't sure what was happening at first and slowly understood as he came into this new form. To the great spirit it was a revolting form, a truly fitting form for a demon such as him, however she was also feeling fear. The fear was not simply caused by his new grotesque form either. It was also cause by the intelligence behind his eyes, and the way he wanted to fight. She was anxious as she stared up at the towering beast, unsure now how she would fight him at all. Sure it seemed like a great idea before when he was smaller, even though he was still huge compared to her... The spirit showed non e of this on her face however as she bended at the knees down to grab her own blade. It felt strange, wielding herself as a weapon but desperate times. She thought to get self calculating in her mind. 'There is an 85 chance I'll lose this battle...' She sent a small silent prayer up to the Goddesses. If Fi had her way, she would hold off, find his attack pattern, and counter it. However she had a feeling this beast was too smart for something like that now, She had a less chance of being able to be on the defensive for long without losing. All out at once? Seemed like a great move to her. He feet glowed with a white light as the spirit quickly zipped behind the beast, gliding through the air as usual and not walking. As she reached the back of him she raised the sword, and learned that since the sword now recognized him through the triforce she couldn't do a skyward strike, one of the blade's best moves. Instead then she spun closer to him, her lithe body perfect and graceful in it's dance like movements as she tried to strike out at the back of the great beast.
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Gannon quickly disappeared in a bright green flash, and Teleported across the throne room instantly, a deep chuckle resonating from his chest. Fast, she was definitely fast he thought to himself... Yes, she was frightened, and the Sorcerer had always thought that was an advantage. But then again this is why he always lost to link in the past, as he would not respect his opponent. Fear is not a sign of weakness. A cornered animal, scared as it is, is quite dangerous. This was a very powerful spirit, and he knew the feel of being struck by that hellish weapon and laid low by it so many times before... No, the usual charge in and slashing madly with spell and blade wouldn't work here... She would likely be able to absorb any offensive magic he cast at her, making her stronger. She came at him again, blinding fast in a streak of blue light. He brought his great spear up to block, and a loud clash of steel on steel rang out in the room, echoing off the walls. Sparks few as the two weapons met again and again. Small as she was, she was determined. Fast... He thought ...she is too damned fast! Gannon swirled his spear in a blinding defensive arc in front of him, knocking Fi's weapon off to the side. He quickly followed with a mighty overhead downward strike, slamming the saw-toothed head of his massive spear at the spirit, obliterating the floor where she had just stood. Shards of amethyst flew in all directions. Gannon recovered, looking around frantically for where she had gone. He roared as he felt her two feet connect with the back of his neck... The sorcerer flew foreword, striking the floor in a great crash, his great bulk shattering the floor in several places. He continued rolling until he struck the far wall with his back Pinkpricks of light swirled in front of his eyes, He grunted and attempted to blink them away. The demon king stabbed the but of his spear angrily into the floor, and used it to regain his footing. The blue spirit stood defiantly against him. His fury grew... No... The demon whispered to himself. Fury and rage serve no purpose, they cloud the mind, and make you unfocused and mistake prone. He decided to let her think she had the upper hand, perhaps she would make a mistake for him to exploit... He would have to be patient...
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Fi was releaved, she seemed to be getting somewhere. Sure he was big and strong, much stronger than her. However he was also slow. Be what he may it seemed he was still mortal. As he attacked her from above she had to dodge. Not just because he'd knocked her sword to the side but also because even if she could block his downward strike she still knew it would do some major damage. Things were looking up and she was beginning to feel hope, She tried to remain calm however. It didn't help that the holy blade recognized him as the current master. She could blow him physically but almost any magic she could do with the blade would refuse to harm him. She'd almost smiled when her foot strike connected. She stopped floating for just a moment to look at the great beast, his back against the wall. Just because the sword couldn't use magics didn't mean she couldn't. She zipped over in front of him using her speed to her advantage once more, allowing the power of the three lesser Goddesses, to flow through her. Attacking with fire, wind, and light magic swirling around her she focused it into the sword and continued to try and strike him down.
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The spirit didn't like that he had different forms. He could change a will and this was something that bothered her. Not only was he now smaller, and probably faster, he looked more normal, less like a beast or a monster. If she didn't know better she wouldn't want to fight him at all. She was also worried about his new weapon. Sure it wasn't as big but now it had a better reach advantage, more flexibility, it would be harder to block, to dodge. Fi's skin started glowing a soft blue, similar to the blade in her hands. She was willing her flesh to be as strong as the blade. She wouldn't cut so easily now. However that wasn't to say she didn't have weak points, they would just be harder to get to. She watched the man sink down into a fighting stance and she stood as usual, not bothering with a stance since her fighting style was more like dancing and not having a stance helped her fluid movement. She looked at the blade in her hand, just as much a part of her body as her leg, because it was her. She willed it to be strong and give her strength in return before she started zipping around the room in a seemingly random pattern, no movement ever the same twice, before she started zipping in, trying to land hits on the man while avoiding his weapon.
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Gannon did not give her a chance to close the distance. Using his teleportation magic, he likewise attempted to match Fi's movements, instantly melting away in a flash of green light to appear just next to her. She was still amazingly fast, but then again so was he. The two combatants flailed relentlessly at one another, neither gaining a clear advantage. At one point, Fi had managed to plant her knee into his face, making him cry out as he recovered with a backflip to land on his feet. She was upon him in a flash. He brought his weapon up high to counter her overhead swing, and quickly wrapped one of the black chains around her sword, immobilizing it temporarily. He used the opportunity to slam his forehead into her face with all of his might...
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Fi refused to let go of the blade, taking the blow to the face. While the blow didn't stop her it did faze her a bit. It would not have been painless for him either since her flesh was currently much harder than a humans. She also tried to take advantage of the short distance between them trying to land a knee between his legs as well as trying to land and elbow to his temple calculating that these were weak points in the human body. She then spun around pulling with all her might, this would either pull his weapon away, or break her blade out of his chains. It simply depended on how strong the man was. Fi was quickly learning however why this man was in possession of the triforce of power.
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Gannon's eyes momentarily narrowed as he sense Fi's plan... He quickly threw out and released the right staff and chain, releasing Fi's sword for his weapon's grasp... Hopefully this would throw her off balance... Gannon then saw an opening, and he took it, planting his boot heel right in the small of her back, kicking her with all his might. The impact was so great that the breath was banished from his lungs Her crystalline body hard beneath his feet... Cmon Fi... you don't want to win... He murmured to her...
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Fi was easily caught off guard and the blow hard enough to send her flying into a stone wall. It took her a few moments to get back up after falling from the wall to the floor. She stood straight but it was easy to see that the blow still did some damage. She was confused at his statement. Why would she not want to win? If she won she could find a way back to the hero, so he could be the master of the sword. Plus the Hyrule of this time would be safe from this demon king. Why would I not wish to win this battle?
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Gannon took the momentary distraction to his advantage, and wheeled around on the spirit of the sword... He advanced on her taking advantage of the opening... As she brought up the word to block his three sectional staff, her quickly entangled her weapon within its chains... The Demon king the pulled upward for all he was worth, wanting to disarm her...
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Fi let go of the sword quickly, so instead of staying tangled up in his weapon the blade flew through the air. Fi herself then seemed to roll up as she simply became a blue dot of light and flew into the blade itself. Once the blade started to fall she materialized once more her hand on the blade, she took advantage of the fact that she was above him and tried to land a hit on him from above and behind.
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Gannon's handsome face curled into a devilish smile as he eyed the beautiful spirit... The way her shapely body moved with grace and liquidity... Oh how he enjoyed toying with her... He abruptly disappeared into a flash of green light, and then reappeared behind her, wrapping her in a tight bear hug from behind... He hard crystalline body rough against his... Gannon brought his lips close to her ear, so close she could feel the heat off of his cheek... Because Fi... He purred to her softly... Because you really want something else from me... His grip tightened around her... He was frightfully strong, his tightly muscled and lithe body pressed up against her from behind... His scent was of exotic masculinity and spices... Enough of this foreplay Spirit... He said to her... ... You are powerful to be sure, but you are misguided. I am not the Fall of Hyrule, I am its Rightful Heir. Why else would you be here now? The Demon King dropped his weapon, and gently caressed her chiseled neck, playing at her collarbone... Get on your knees before me, and pledge your loyalty to you new king... And I can promise you everything that your goddess has denied you... He muttered an old incantation, and Fi's crystalline body suddly became soft and supple, warm and feverish... He had made her flesh so she could feel him, feel his touch... He spoke to her in a voice like oiled Silk... Pledge yourself to me, and you will rule at my side, and you shall never want for anything... Gannon's powerful hands rubbed at her neck, and his teeth found her delicate ear... He bit down firmly, wanting her to feel the delicious threshold where pleasure and pain dance around one another in a blissful waltz... Kneel to me, and I will teach you new meanings to the words Love and Intimacy... For someone who normally wears the face of a great boar... The Demon King quite possibly knew his way around seduction... Her growled like an alpha male wolf selecting a mate... Just let me rule you, and you can have everything you want, and more... Link can still protect the realm, Zelda can still sit on the throne and rule Hyrule in such a way that's best for the people... While I carefully advise her from the shadows that everyone so wrongfully fears... And you lovely spirit, can have the honor of being mine...
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The spirit was becoming quickly and ever more so confused. The great leader of the Gerudo had knocked the sword from her grip as he grasped onto her. The spirit had miscalculated not expecting that the man could teleport like she could. Of course this was no real worry to her seeing as she could call the sword to her however she was unsure at his words once he had discarded his own weapon. As the spirit listened to his words she was even more surprised when her body turned to flesh like that of a humans. The new sensations that came with having softer skin were unknown to her and she was not expecting how warm and soft his hand felt around her neck and collar bone. Letting out a soft gasp as he bit into her ear unused to the new feelings inside of her as her body responded to his. His growl vibrating from his chest and into her back seemed to make her feel more excited. She really wanted to believe him. Link and Zelda safe? Hyrule strong? Wasn't that all she wanted? In this strange world where humans lived down on the surface in a land called Hyrule, who was to say what she knew was really the right thing anymore? Logic and thought swirled in her mind mixing and not giving her a clear answer. You are currently the one the sword recognizes as it's Master She said a bit uneasy as if unsure if he is really telling the truth yet part of her wanted to believe and follow him another part was scared to believe it. Therefore if you truly wish for this land to live prosperously, then I shall serve you. The words felt weird coming out of her mouth but she stood there speaking them, making no move to get out of his tight grasp, waiting yet to see where this new development would lead.
Thread: The Demon Pit (Profiles)

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Username Viktoff Samson Name Draxus Age 156 Type RagePassion Demon Lord Orientation Bi Kinks Domination, Mind Break, Impregnationbreeding, Exaggerated cockballsbreastsass. Tons and tons of cum. Trainingpreparing, forced. Limits Analhim. Vore and goreExpansion from his cock in them is okay. Scat. Appearance See more Other Wears a feathery black jacket and a black tuxedo that he summons with magic,a necessity provided how often his increasing size just shreads it all. His whole body gradually morphs into a giant humanoid beast with tusks and his horns with a snout. His transformation stage, durability and raw strength are all products of his current state of angerrage or passion. While he is abnormally fast, it quickly becomes his weakness as that doesn't scale like everything else and equal opponents often outspeed him. He knows some magic, but it is fairly limited and as it uses his demonic core as a source He needs to be able to focus and it can be quite draining. For the most part He only uses it to summon clothes. While he is often considered confident or abrasive, he usually proves to have the sheer strategic mind and power to put plenty of bite behind his bark. Raping women often restores or enhances his control over his constant scaling strength and shape. He's rarely bored, often doing whatever comes to mind first with little caution ever truly considered as he becomes so impossibly durable from the way his body works.
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Slave Profile Username SilkySoft Name Iyalla Age 17 Orientation Mostly heterosexual Race Tiefling mostly human, part-demon DescriptionPicture See avatar. Athletic, flexible, and curvaceous, Iyalla is a well-developed young woman, with a round, firm butt and a full, perky bosom. She has pale, almost ashen skin short, crimson hair dark, piercing eyes and a slender, hairless tail that tends to react to her mood, often wagging energetically when she's nervous or excited, or coiling around her thigh when she's frightened. Kinks Humiliation, degradation, public, non-consensual, coercion, big size differences, giving oral, monsters, beasts, dragons, being threatened with impregnation Limits Scat, permanent mutilation Other Her body tends to be supernaturally warm, making it uncomfortable for her to wear heavy clothes. She usually dresses very lightly, preferring thin and revealing garments like leotards or short, airy dresses. She's outwardly bold, feisty, and sharp-tongued, but she has natural docile, submissive inclinations, as well as a deep-seated inferiority complex about her gender. Her father was a powerful mage who specialized in summoning and mind-control, who frequently kept females of many races as his pets and servants. And even though Iyalla herself was doted upon and given all the freedom in the world, she grew up thinking of women and girls as being little more than property for others. Becoming a slave like the women her father kept around was always Iyalla's greatest fear, but in the end she wasn't able to avoid it.