As the Kingdom of Windfell comes under attack, a princess, her servant, and a female knight are sent away to escape the pending war with the Thavian Kingdom. Whilst on their journey, they decide to stopover at an abandoned castle ruin hidden deep in a forest, hoping to spend the night there to rest. Little do they know, a surprise ambush lays waiting…
“Hahaha, is something the matter? Come now, Princess… let me give you a hand,” says Natalya menacingly as she sits herself in a chair and leans in to embrace Princess Isadora from behind, clutching her large shapely breasts and giving them a playful squeeze.
“What… uuhhgg! Are you… doing to me?!” demands Princess Isadora as she continues scratching her body and notices a layer of coarse brown fur sprouting from her skin. “Sssoo… itchy! Uhhgg… scratching feels… soo good… No, st—stop! Ahh-ahhh! STO-ook--ook!”
“Well, your Highness… to answer your question… I’ve decided to match your foolishness with a more… shall we say… fitting appearance. Hahaha,” sniggers Natalya, clearly enjoying the torment she’s inflicting on the Princess.
“You can’t! I’m royalty… you can’t do this to me! I’m human!” retorts Princess Isadora as she tries to free herself from the mage’s grasp.
“Such feistiness… keep fighting! I’ll enjoy this even more when the brave Princess finally realizes just how futile her silly attempts are at resisting. And oh! Just so we’re clear, being a mere animal is too good for you. I wouldn’t want the royal court mistaking you and your servant here for just some wandering beasts, now would I? Where’s the fun in that? Hahahaha… I’m going to make things a little more interesting. The entire Kingdom will still recognize you after I’m done, but everyone will see you for the fool you are!” explains Natalya gleefully as she proceeds to rip the top of the Princess’ gown to expose her bare breasts. Natalya looks down at the Princess and plays with her cleavage fur as she doubles down with her magic touch.
“Ook! Eeekk… aahh! AAH! Wwhaa… uuhh… you turning me into?! ” shrieks Princess Isadora in a surprise outburst as she feels a tingly sensation over her face! Immediately, her hands rush to cover her mouth, surprised at her own voice sounding like animalistic shrieks. That is when her eyes widen in horror as she feels her mouth and lips pursing out as a simian muzzle forms on her face. Princess Isadora begins frantically feeling her face for more changes and notices the itch around her ears getting stronger. She scratches her cheeks, noticing just how furry they feel and her ears… she realizes they are now larger, rounder than before, and just how comical they must look on the sides of her head.
Natalya leans in close, nibbling at Princess Isadora’s ear, and whispers, “isn’t it already obvious? A forest kingdom? A foolish princess? Hahaha, time to make you feel at home in the trees. I can’t think of anything more appropriate. You’ll become a jester of the animal kingdom. Perhaps that shall be your legacy, everyone will remember you as Isadora the Fool.”
Princess Isadora’s face reddens with shame as she examines her arms and hands. They are completely covered in brown fur and while her slender hands remain relatively hairless and human, her fingers have elongated slightly. Looking in the distance, she spots her handmaiden Ada looking less and less human, with a long prehensile tail curling out from behind her and sporting hand-like feet. “Ada! Nooo!! Resist! Don’t give in!” shouts Princess Isadora as she sees Ada reaching between her furry legs, panting and clearly pleasuring herself in front of the other Thavian sorcerer, who is eagerly untying his belt.
“Ohh?? Does the Princess think she can resist my magic? Let’s put it to the test, shall we?” remarks Natalya as she uses one hand to grope and pinch the Princess’ pert nipples whilst her other arm stretches forth and reaches between the Princess’ legs. “I’m going to enjoy making a silly creature out of you.”
“Ahh!! Aahh!! Stop!” cries Princess Isadora but Natalya simply ignores her pleas and proceeds to spread open her now animal-like pussy, stimulating the Princess’ sensitive clit. All it takes is a sensual brush of Natalya’s fingers dancing against the Princess’ throbbing cunt. The action elicits a lustful moan from the Princess as she immediately tilts back her head and rolls out her tongue, having never experienced such pleasure before in her life.
As much as the Princess would hate to admit it, a deep carnal part of her was simply enjoying having her body played with and lusting for more. Soon sub-conscious scenes flood her brain, as Princess Isadora pictures herself as a monkey woman, swinging playfully from tree to tree whilst masturbating and cheekily presenting her body to all manners of humanoid animals like some jungle whore. Princess Isadora begins blushing red in embarrassment as she immediately fights off the strange thoughts, preventing her increasing animal instincts from overpowering her mental capacity for reason.
“My my… what a naughty monkey… you are enjoying every bit of this, aren’t you? How unladylike!” teases Natalya as she senses Princess Isadora’s feeble state of mind and intends to corrupt her further.
“Nn… nnnot, nn… oook! N-not an animal! Me… eeee, human!” sighs Princess Isadora as she struggles to speak whilst ignoring the growing itch in her loins. Her chest heaves deeply as she pants for breath and tries to regain her dignified composure.
Natalya smirks, her eyes twinkling with excitement as she scrutinizes the extent of Princess Isadora’s transformation. Not much further to go, she thinks to herself with a sadistic smile.
“No… you are no longer human, your Highness. Look at you… spreading your legs like a whore. How shameful! What would the King and Queen think when they see their once dignified, graceful daughter debasing herself like a wild, mischievous monkey. I wonder… perhaps I should parade you on a leash through the streets and let everyone have a glimpse of your new form. Imagine having you perform like a monkey, climbing trees and swinging about with those perky tits! Hahahaha….” laughs Natalya hysterically as she pushes the Princess forward on all fours and gives her raised ass a playful smack. Next, she begins fingering the princess from behind, starting slow at first but gradually moving her fingers faster and deeper into the Princess’ royal cunt.
Princess Isadora rolls her eyes upwards as she is overwhelmed by the immense pleasure and begins hollering and screeching unintelligibly. She finally gives in, proceeding to play with her own breasts and rocking her hips back and forth to the rhythm of Natalya’s thrusts.
“Say it! Come on… order me to stop! Hahaha… or has the dirty monkey Princess finally accepted her fate?” teases Natalya as her hands begin to glow with power once more.
“Ah—mmm! AAHH, AAHH!! M-meee.. horny monkey! Pleeaasee!! Oh yess!..Oook! Eeee—eeek! Harder! No stop!!! Fuck monkey….” shrieks Princess Isadora dementedly as her mind abandons all thoughts of reason. Her primal animal instincts take hold and the dignity and composure she once maintained as a Princess fades away as she begins absent-mindedly scratching at her body sensually and rubbing at her clit until she reaches a blissful orgasm.
Whilst her body is writhing with spasms of pleasure, a long monkey tail finally springs forth, emerging quickly from her spine. It shocks Princess Isadora as she lets out a monkey-like screech and immediately leaps up onto the table in the middle of the room.
“Hahaha, look at you go! Finally behaving like the silly monkey you’ve always been!” laughs Natalya hysterically as Princess Isadora lets out a series of embarrassed ‘ooks’ and begins exploring her body and pawing at her monkey pussy once more.
In that moment, Lady Loria swings in on a vine, looking flustered and confused at the scene before her.
“Oh, how nice of you to swing by, Knight! You truly are resisting your changes well! I was just wondering when you would regain consciousness and come to their rescue. Although, it seems you’re a little too late. Hahaha, perhaps you’ve come to join in the fun,” sniggers Natalya menacingly.
“Ooo—oook! Eee-AAhh! AAh! Turn them back!” demands Lady Loria angrily, knowing full well she poses no threat to the mages, especially with her physical changes setting in.
“Oh? And why’s that? Can’t you see they both enjoy being monkeys?” says Natalya sarcastically. “Run along now and deliver a message to your beloved King. Tell him what’s become of the Princess. If he does not wish for a similar fate to befall his other children, he would do well to surrender. Or else… we could just return her in a cage and with an animal lover in tow. Female monkeys can be quite the salacious bunch when they are in heat. Oh, and you’d better hurry, Knight. Your own journey to the animal kingdom is well on the way! Hahaha, now wouldn’t it be embarrassing if the King would grant an audience with a monkey in knight’s armour.”
Princess Isadora looks to Lady Loria momentarily and turns her face away in shame as the Mages laugh at their predicament. The knight retorts with a series of shrieks and reluctantly proceeds to swing off into the forest with an intent on returning to her Kingdom as quickly as possible before losing her last traces of humanity.
Tags: transformation, animal transformation, monkey transformation, magic, mental tf, Magebreaker, fan sequel
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Story by AlphineCentury |
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Artwork by Exemi |
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