Thread: Your Princess is in This Castle {Admiral Squish & Fate}

As the princess prepared to take care of whatever hero had decided to interrupt her operation, a burst of magical energy arrived from her most trusted lieutenant. An image of the warrior who dared to attack her stronghold. the princess was surprised to find that the warrior was not some overly-muscled hulk like she expected, but a beautiful woman. A holy warrior, at that. The princess' lip curled in an evil grin as the wheels turned in her head. Oh, what a wonderfully awful idea. A quick burst of energy sent a return message, telling her demon general to dismiss his summon and return back to the abyss while he fought the warrior, and to make it look like she'd successfully banished him. He was too valuable to simply discard, but he couldn't have him harming this hero, either. No, she wanted her intact. The princess then set about with other preparations. She conjured a few articles that made it look more like she was being held in this room, rather than living here. A set of iron bars on the door, a few chains with manacles here and there, and generally making the whole place look less pleasant. Then she chanted a short spell she'd devised herself, allowing her body to take on some of the aspects of a succubus. Her chest expanded, breasts sitting high and firm on her chest, like twin melons. Her hips widened slightly, her already sexy rear firming and plumping into a perfect, heart-shaped ass. Her legs extended, becoming more toned, her waist thinned, suddenly sporting the firm, sexy beginnings of abs. Her lips plumped up, and she felt her tongue lengthen into her throat. Sticking it out all the way, she could lick her own eyebrow, and the muscular, flexible tongue have her voice a smooth, husky tone to it. She felt the now-familiar fullness in her stomach as her clit transformed into a retractable cock. Her emerald eyes, a sign of her magical gift, narrowed, and her facial features rearranged slightly, taking on a somewhat exotic cast. Her dark hair came alive, rearranging itself perfectly into a glossy waterfall of black that ran down her back to the swell of her ass, a few errant locks cascading over her shoulders to accentuate her bust. She grinned to herself, licking her full lips with her new tongue as she savored the erotic sensations of her new body. She cast a few more spells, banishing the silken gown she wore in favor of a black metal collar and a white, skimpy gown with a corset that emphasized her bust while still looking relatively innocent. She walked over to he potions cabinet and quickly plucked a narrow crystal phial full of rosy pink liquid from the shelf. She pulled off the heart-shaped stopper and poured it onto her tongue, swishing it around her mouth before swallowing it down. She could feel a warm, erotic tingling as it went down her throat, but she pushed it back. There would be time for that later. She threw herself to the bed, and, conjuring another chain, manacled herself to the wall. A quick word or two, and she suppressed the magical aura that would normally be filling the room, making it look like all was normal. She took a deep breath and put herself into the role she would have to play, the innocent princess, held prisoner by an evil wizard, so very grateful to the beautiful champion that would come bursting through that door any moment. When she opened her eyes, her cool mask was discarded for a look of fear and desperation. Help! Oh, please, I'm up in the tower! Help me! She shouted, letting the terror and uncertainty carry into the cry, betraying the desperation that made her cry out at the slightest hope of a rescue.