Our tale begins in Adlersbrunn, where the Witch of the Wilds has at last defeated those who stood in defense of the castle. While the defenders fought valiantly, now only the Outlaw, Countess, and Shieldmaiden remain standing as the Witch's forces storm the castle and she flies triumphantly overhead.
"Well go on then," scoffed the still defiant Outlaw indignantly. "Better just get on with it."
The Witch laughed. "I sense such darkness in your and the Countess' hearts. Why would I waste the opportunity to gain such valuable servants?" At that, the Witch raised her hand and cast a spell.
Magic poured forth and struck the Countess and Outlaw, who turned to each other as the Shieldmaiden looked on in shock.
The Outlaw keeled over as pain overtook her, bones and muscles reshaping, growing, as fine white fur spread over her body. The Countess, meanwhile, felt her knees grow weak as she dropped down, only to find that as her legs were reshaping she felt something growing behind her. She turned back to see a spider's abdomen growing from her body, as six new legs grew out and chitin overtook her original pair, ripping her clothes apart.
The Outlaw got up as her face pushed out into a muzzle and howled as she tore off the remains of her clothes. The former Outlaw looked around in a furor, eager to get on with the hunt while the one-time Countess muttered "Ooh La La" as she looked over and admired her new form. The two former defenders were left transformed as the Wolf and the Spider, eager servants of the Witch of the Wilds, while the Shieldmaiden looked on in horror.
"And now what to do with you, my stout-hearted Shieldmaiden, I wonder, hmmm?" mocked the Witch. "I don't sense in you the darkness that would let you shine as a hunter of mine, but I suppose I can always use a new pet." At that, the Witch raised her hand and hit the Shieldmaiden with a burst of magic.
"My pet doesn't need such heavy armor," said the Witch as the Shieldmaiden's clothes vanished. The maiden tried briefly to cover her modesty, but almost immediately was distracted as she noticed herself shrinking several inches, and losing her hard earned muscles. "My pet should be soft, and cuddly, and not need such big muscles," the Witch laughed as black fur started to grow over her victim's body.
As her transformation into an anthro black cat finished, the former Shieldmaiden, now only recognizable by her unchanged hair and braids left to frame her feline face, felt a collar magically attach around her neck and then a tug on the leash. "Come now, my pet, and please your new mistress! This is a cause for celebration, after all!"
Tags: multiple transformation, anthro transformation, clothes ripping, magic, video games, mental tf, cat transformation, wolf transformation, spider transformation
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Story by HeftyG |
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Artwork by Altercomics-Giribaldi |
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